last night becca and i could not fall asleep and after all of this reminiscing about my "childhood" i realized just how much I really care about my little brother. hes a dumbshit stupidface sometimes. but i really love him a lot. not many kids can say that about their siblings. he really is a sweet little boy and sometimes i think about what it will be like when he gets his first kiss and the path he will take and how he will change and how he will be labeled. i remember when he used to have night terrors and wake up screaming in the middle of the night. he would run around not knowing what he was doing. wow. that was scary. and i remember when he had a spinal tap in the hospital because he had a siezure when i was 5. and i didnt really care. i was just like oh yay! hes gone! what a stupid brother, i didnt like him much anyway, he always cried. well, i really love him. i really really do. the end. p.s. this made me smile:
You're Bridgette Bardot!

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