Don't get me wrong I don't hate my brother. He can be real nice sometimes.
It's just the rest of the time he's a complete jerk.
He had a car crash which made him have a head injury and a few more things like he broke his leg. And it's been three years since that and it still hasn't healed. However, his head injury has come along leaps and bounds. In fact I'd say he's ok now. Apart from his leg, but to be honest, he doesn't really care about that.
It's his head injury. He can't get his licence back, which is stupid, because driving a car has nothing to do with remembering something. So because of that he gets really annoyed.
When he's annoyed he's a complete dick. He always asked my mum questions which she can't answer and when she can't he says 'my life's pathetic' or 'I hate my life'. And it annoys me so much because it's making my mum upset and there isn't anything I can do to make her happy.
Also when we go out he always comes with us and usually he's mardy and so my mum is upset and then I can't do anything. And everything is fucking annoying.
And now me and my mum is sat waiting for my brother so we can go to the gym. He's annoying and he's probably not even dressed to go yet. In fact he's probably asleep.
Brothers, never have them!
