Ugh I just wish my brother didn’t exist. He puts so much fucking pressure on everyone and since he tried to kill himself for attention or well choke himself to death or something(although he has minor mental problems it was proven because he’s a dumbass piece of shit) 

he makes my parents spend so much money on him

he makes my parents let him smoke, do drugs, stay out all night because if they don’t he pulls a flipper and says hes going to run away or something so they get scared and let him do it. or well, they try really hard to stop it but they can’t.

he treats my mom like shit even though she treats him like gold and if i ever done even a fifth of shit he did i’d already be kicked out 

i don’t even care about him anymore he’s pretty much dead to me.

there’s very, very little people who are dead to me.