A word on household relationships:

[autumnpoppy]

Tim used to be fairly quiet and friendly. He liked to debate, but that had an ending and he knew it was like a game. Now he argues ALL THE TIME. He argues about stuff that need not be argued about. He argues after he agreed to something. He argues to hear himself talk. He bitches and moans about stupid stuff and just makes me pissed off until I roll my eyes and call him on it and then he argues that he isn't arguing. If bitching was a sport, he'd be gold-medal Olympian worthy. Pony-boy got his Lamb and now he only thinks about what she wants. I'm seriously getting sick of it.
Dear Tim:
STOP OR I WILL END YOU.
Hugs and Kisses~
Your Sister
A lover or Peace, Quiet, and Justice~ <3



EDIT: We had it out in a rather subdued way, but he seems to think it's all done. I smiled and acted like it's over, but I had to walk away to cry and be upset by myself. I'm loosing my brother. I'd fight for him if he wanted me to, but he doesn't, so I'll just be impotently watching as the rift grows wider. Excuse me. I have to cry again in lieu of punching something or screaming.