scrawls
still cheaper than therapy*


30.3.05
this is what i want to do.
because my little brother called yesterday and said 'i love you' and he never says that, and he sounded so sweet and vulnerable. and awww and i nearly cried. or maybe i did just a little bit. but i want to jump up and down and stomp and shout and be loud and menacing and say, No, World, Asshole, You have to go through me first to get to him. now, Make like a tree and get-the-fuck-outta-here. leave my little brother alone.

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