My little brother turned eighteen today, and it's also my two-year wedding anniversary, which makes five years with my wife. And I'm only 22!
I still think of my brother as being 12 years old, with a shaved head except for his little hare krishna braid on the top, and I think back on all the mean shit I've done to him over the years...
My brother is whole orders of magnitude smarter and cooler than I am. I admire him and wonder when he's going to get me back for being such an evil bastard to him when he was little... I know he can do it, too, he's a cunning little shit.
God, life is passing me by and I'm stuck here in this soul-destroying place, becoming older and colder every day. Not to mention dumber. I hate this job.
FTN
I still think of my brother as being 12 years old, with a shaved head except for his little hare krishna braid on the top, and I think back on all the mean shit I've done to him over the years...
My brother is whole orders of magnitude smarter and cooler than I am. I admire him and wonder when he's going to get me back for being such an evil bastard to him when he was little... I know he can do it, too, he's a cunning little shit.
God, life is passing me by and I'm stuck here in this soul-destroying place, becoming older and colder every day. Not to mention dumber. I hate this job.
FTN