and , under the influence of these drugs , as i began to habitually forget where i placed my belongings , the sadistic games of the father and sister biumvirate ( triumvirate if one were to include the doting mother , still fused and clinging to the child in a tug of war against growth and age that mutate and spoil all human dolls while despoiling them of their owner , who either from reasons of keeping solidified the materialistic marital bonds , indifference , or not knowing what to do , looked down or askance , no longer even occasionally asking them to stop their put downs of me ) became worse .