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Apr 26, 2005 22:58

So in a nutshell
My little brother has physcosis
(he is actually a nut)
he thinks people are watching him and he beleives that there are video camreas everywhere.
I treat him like shit,i taunt him,question his sexuality,everyone in my house does it its sick and it makes me sick and I cant even begin to imagine how it must make him feel. people walk all over him in school. I would die for him.... he is my family i love him.... but i do this to him. This kid i mean he comes home after a day of hell... his own teachers treat him like shytt and then he has to deal with his own fucking family treating him like an out cast.
and the hole sexuality thing ... i meen the kid grew up around all girls hes feminine
and stuff.... but all o this people telling hi hes a faggot cant be any good. So My family has created a monster an angry unpredicdable ten year old boy with noone in the world.... from what i have learned this is how
physcopaths are made
murderers
child molesters
rapists
So my hole life i have never had sympathy for those kind of people
but what if at one point in time they were an absulutley perfect little boy
and society fucked them over...
words are not just words.... they are fucking weapons,, I dont care if you are all to fucking tough to admit it
I meen picture everywere you go someone being up yoour ass telling you your nothing noone..... how would you handle that and dont lie to yourselfs by saying I dont care what anyone thinks about me... that is a load of shitt and you no it..
hmmmmmmmmmmmm
so i was also wondering who gets to decide whats sane.... abunch of doctors on some comitty who all think alike because the all read the same book..... who the fuck is anyone to say whose sane... maybe its just a lie maybe they are the insane ones
and everthing i say right now is only a tenth of whats going threw my head..

So I learn something about myself everday and if i dont like it i change it.
but i dont act like it never existed
reinvention
Im only doing this because I am in need of human conversation... but everyone in my house is eather so closed minde they think i am hoped up and somethin which is very true but that is besides the point, i dont know shyyt im babbling

I just cant lie to myself anymore
sorry....
I am making no sense to you But i am sure if you were here in person I could explain it to you
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