oh, my brother has nothing to worry about. he’s already eased right into his role of ‘sibling and cousin gatherer’, because he of course is ready to make mom happy…and no one actually DID anything to him.

HE was the one who said such ugly things that i STILL cant get them out of my head.

But because I’m not letting him cross my boundaries anymore, *I’m* the troublemaker.

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.