so it was like 12:45 at night and my brother came it to borrow a charger and we had a 4 hour conversation about like everything. it was also with my sister too because we share a room.
we talked about really deep stuff and really dumb stuff
it was nice
i like those conversations
at some points i felt like crying bc all of the stuff we talked about
like my brother told me he cried when he found out he cut
like he doesn't have any emotions
he never cries or shows he's angry or sad
he's just always is chill and funny
it hit me pretty hard
also that he feels like i should've had a better childhood bc not that i had a shitty childhood it's just. i had to grow up really fast. at age 10 i really stopped being a careless kid. i know that sounds so stupid and it is. my childhood was not normal? i guess. a lot happened
it's weird
i love my siblings so fucking much
they help me so much
i'm gonna go to bed
it's 4:17
goodnight
YOU ARE READING
idk what this is
Randomhey I wanted to start a book of just random things and junk I want to talk about cause I have nO fRiEnDs so if you wanna read I commend you *finger guns* fuck I'm awkward
