Speaking of hair, my brother's promotion tomorrow and he is going through ....one of those stages. His hair is... uhm. Well. He's going through a phase. The IWannaLookLikeThisThisandThat phase. The phase of trying to find himself, as I would put it, when really he is just becoming the copy of a copy like the rest of the people he hangs around with now. Fuck. Right? My father is trying to gain composure with the whole thing. Although he faltered when Blithe asked him if he could get his ears pierced and dad ended up yelling furiously. "NO! NO!" Blithe turned my sister's hairdryer red because he has also been experimenting with hair color. I don't see him too often anymore because we are the two travelers of the house. We are home the least. Which brings me to my next topic...
As much as I have always resented my brother for just...being born really. I also have always known that we are the two most similar people in the house. Next to mom and Vag and their uncanny ways. Anyway. I hate admitting it, but Blithe possesses many characteristics that I share with him. A good mix from Mom and Dad. Mostly Dad. We're both more like Dad. But we're both more like each other because of it. I always think back and wonder if I had been the exact same way Blithe is now. Stubborn. Reckless. Stupid. Selfish. An asshole. Although daring and ambitious and impressionable and extremely social. The more I analyze him, the more I find bits and pieces of myself. We don't like each other, but Blithe always preferred me over Vag. He looked up to me. He always wanted to gain my approval and acceptance. I shut him out, so he shut me out. Blithe grew up really fast in the past year. I watched a video of him from Spring break last year...and he was just a small child. Now he's a prepubescent tweeny hypebeast bop player who is on his way to be the douchiest of all douches. Every year, I dislike him more and more. Sigh. Enough about my brother. Enough about me.
I just need an Otter Pop, guy.
As much as I have always resented my brother for just...being born really. I also have always known that we are the two most similar people in the house. Next to mom and Vag and their uncanny ways. Anyway. I hate admitting it, but Blithe possesses many characteristics that I share with him. A good mix from Mom and Dad. Mostly Dad. We're both more like Dad. But we're both more like each other because of it. I always think back and wonder if I had been the exact same way Blithe is now. Stubborn. Reckless. Stupid. Selfish. An asshole. Although daring and ambitious and impressionable and extremely social. The more I analyze him, the more I find bits and pieces of myself. We don't like each other, but Blithe always preferred me over Vag. He looked up to me. He always wanted to gain my approval and acceptance. I shut him out, so he shut me out. Blithe grew up really fast in the past year. I watched a video of him from Spring break last year...and he was just a small child. Now he's a prepubescent tweeny hypebeast bop player who is on his way to be the douchiest of all douches. Every year, I dislike him more and more. Sigh. Enough about my brother. Enough about me.
I just need an Otter Pop, guy.
