Oh boo hoo, it was five years ago. That’s no excuse. Get a grip. You never needed her; when did she ever put you first? I’m right here. I feel frustrated when you don’t communicate with me. Is anyone else here trying to be your friend? Has anyone even asked about your dead sister? No, they haven’t, because they’re jerks. Us good people have to watch out for each other. And it has to be mutual. I care about you a lot, okay? I’m worried about you. We need to be in this together. The world abandoned us. You know how this works, right? You’re not an idiot, you follow what I’m saying. So I need you to stop ignoring me. I need you to stop getting so hung up on stupid nonsense that happened before you were barely in middle school. It’s done. It’s over. Honestly, I wish you could just calm down. You make such a big deal over this and I only want what’s best for you. I’m sorry for your loss, okay? Now stop making me haul your sorry carcass out of this self-made pit of despair and let’s move on. It’s been years. I’m tired of having to go on this tirade. It’s like I need to repeat myself a billion times before one little thing registers. Aw, I’m just teasing you. Stop crying. Seriously, it’s not a big deal. I’m telling you—

Oh boo hoo, it was five years ago. That’s no excuse. Get a grip. You never needed her; when did she ever put you first? I’m right here. I feel frustrated when you don’t communicate with me. Is anyone else here trying to be your friend? Has anyone even asked about your dead sister? No, they haven’t, because they’re jerks. Us good people have to watch out for each other. And it has to be mutual. I care about you a lot, okay? I’m worried about you. We need to be in this together. The world abandoned us. You know how this works, right? You’re not an idiot, you follow what I’m saying. So I need you to stop ignoring me. I need you to stop getting so hung up on stupid nonsense that happened before you were barely in middle school. It’s done. It’s over. Honestly, I wish you could just calm down. You make such a big deal over this and I only want what’s best for you. I’m sorry for your loss, okay? Now stop making me haul your sorry carcass out of this self-made pit of despair and let’s move on. It’s been years. I’m tired of having to go on this tirade. It’s like I need to repeat myself a billion times before one little thing registers. Aw, I’m just teasing you. Stop crying. Seriously, it’s not a big deal. I’m telling you—