Я знаю, що ти приміряєш мій одяг, коли мене не буде

You're such a loser. I can't believe my little stepbrother was in my room, like, trying on

my lipstick. Really? What is this all about? Are you just curious about being a girl? Does

Mommy not love you enough? I'm sure it's a combination of all those problems, isn't it?

Fuckin', it's all our parents' fault for getting divorced and remarried, but now, since, you

know, you want to go in my room and take my lipstick, unless you do everything I tell