What's the best thing about coming home? I think it's a tie between being on lock down and having an amazing brother. Not only does he treat me magnificently but he also provides me with great confidence.
I really want to come home and be able to talk with my bro but instead I get him criticizing everything I do. He only provides support after I've tripped and split my lip and even then, before he starts mending the wound, he still manages to yell at me for everything that led up to my fall.
Fuck you.
Fuck you very very much.
(and as I reread this I still say fuck you but with a new detail added, I love you even though I hate your tough love idea)
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