i don't know what the fuck my brother is upset about now. its like i'm walking on eggshells with him. why is it he's the fragile one in the family? the one we always have to worry about, the one whose sensitivities we must understand and give way to? boo-hoo. spineless little shit. he's all of 21 and he can't even wipe his own ass. if he's so insecure with me then why doesn't he stop screwing around and get his fucking life in order?!?
why should i feel guilty for being myself?