Feb 28, 2006 18:06
i talked to my brother last night about the molestation from our babysitter and i was relieved that he wasn't touched (or to his young young young knowlage).
now he knows why i'm a little wack-o and he wants to torch our old babysitters house down, because he still lives there and is a drugdealer.
he told me the reason he was so fucked up in 5th or 6th grade (i can't remember) was because a cat bit him and he threw it against a wall and it died. Very white trash, except brian started to cry and he made a nice grave for it and burried it near our house for memory. It really fucked him up for awhile until he got help.