I'm. Going. To. Kill. Her.

Take the clothes out of the fucking dresser and spew them all over your floor one more time, and I'm going to kill you. I'm not going to send your daddy in to play mediator (or soft spanker), I'm coming in and I'm going to beat you. And then I'm going to take all your shit and throw it away. And you will wear one ugly Walmart brand shirt and one Okie Dokie brand pair of leggings. No socks. And some knock off Uggs. Until they fall off your body. And then I will buy you the exact same outfit in the next size up and we will repeat.

The. End.