change in life.

Papa Rose, the father, is moving out today.
The moving truck arrives in  ten hours, give or take.
It’s a weird feeling to experience.  My older brother, who shared less of  his years with him, appears more upset than I do.  I suppose I just accept the change, and move on.  I think that is one of [...]

just listen.

Stop trying to be somebody else, because ultimately, you’ll always be second-best.
It pains me to see you like this.  I’ve tried; I’ve really, really tried to help… collaborate… continually position myself close to you in order to let you know this, “I’m always here for you.”
However, I wish you would listen to what I, and [...]

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i got myself a homecoming date :]

CAUTION: too much child-like/teenagesque-osity.

there’s yelling non-stop in this fucking household.
whether between mama & papa, mother & brofo, me & mother, me & father… it just won’t stop.
well actually, i haven’t been yelling at the mother or father since summer, really. & i haven’t really with my brofo yet. they just kinda yell things at me.
& seriously, [...]