I spent half an hour typing furiously about all the crap that's bugging me, then I realized it made no sense at all.
I guess what sums it up is the feeling you get when people you love say "Oh, I don't hate you... I'm just... disappointed" and it cuts so much deeper. Blah, maybe I should just become a monk.
Someone needs to tell that to my mooch of a brother.
"I don't hate you, I'm just dissapointed(because you haven't worked since April even though jobs are readily available)".
Maybe I'll write a John Deer Dear John letter =X
Hope things go ok though for you man. =
Look, he did it again.
Damn his Moral support, HE MUST DIE!!!
*Thinks up a plan to kill otaku
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