The girl who should've been left at airport security |memoir 1|complete

Scare care

This concept of share care was not one for me. It was not really a concept for me. It was kind of a scare tactic having to go to my brother Brian's place and just watch movies. I don't mind watching movies in theaters, but when it comes to just watching them obsessively it's not my cup of tea unless I see a movie that I actually enjoy like let's say downsizing or something that I can actually watch it over and over again, but I just couldn't stand this idea of my brother, he was a racist and a bigot and an anti-Semite he said a lot of stupid stuff that was ridiculous and stupid I would say rated as in ret*rded the stuff he said about Jewish people, or any people that were different from him people like me he hated LGBTQ people he hated them with a passion. He hated Muslims with a passion. The fact that my name sounded like a Muslim name just set him off to end. Don't worry he did things that really set me off to end as well. Like being a bigot or in the juggalo language someone who is a chicken that being said he was the biggest chicken I ever seen! The movies were Nazi related movies, as well as Holocaust movies and he would just laugh at the poor people being slaughtered and I was like you have got to be kidding me. It was the point where one of those movies was turned on in the middle of the night and I woke up and I was so mad, I was so mad I couldn't do very much except stare at it with daggers in my eyes I was like why the hell is he watching this shit?
I didn't know why I still don't know this day, except that he was a chicken a bigot, imagine what he would learn if he noticed what it was on my DNA map Muslim, Buddhist shaman, Christian Christian he would have a royal shit fit the fact that he was also atheist was not my idea of a cup of tea either to me atheist do not have any morals I basis on experiences with him they have no morals they have no nothing except the shirts on the back and the toilets they twinkle in!
Have I said enough about share care that I did not like it yes so that was about the only thing I can say about this topic is that was something that I did not like to do go to Ottawa have to deal with him for a freaking week and then go back to my house and then be a royal shit and be mean because well he was mean to me and stuff like that that was not my cup of tea. In fact, I was going to punch him out one day if he mentioned the holocaust or anything that was touchy on my end That being said, you did mention that a couple of times that I was gonna clobber him quite a few times I was gonna say you get the and there were times I had to get the fuck out and just leave hours on hand so I would go to the Ottawa library and end up doing book exchanges or just getting books at the library, something that was worth my time. Also, he was obsessed with chores and cooking something at the time I was not really concerned about. I still am not concerned about cooking as it's not my cup of tea that's just say, my father tried to teach me how to cook, and he yelled at me and that was a triggering moment for me, so I did not do anything of the sort of Cooking or try to attempt it because it's too much work and too much trigger for me!
I hated cooking!