tomandhisjones

Everyday it seems my life turns into the hell I imagine it should be. Last night I discovered my brother had stolen some herb from me, and needless to say, I was pissed. Not the fact the it was weed, but that he had stolen from me. Today, come to find out, he did it because I lied to him. I said I didn't have any, and he went into my car and stole some. Not because it was mine, because it was JV's. He hates him, and I really wish he would get out of the fucking past and realize that he is not such a bad person. I lie to him because it is not their business if I got my nipples peirced, or if I have weed to smoke with him.
He makes up sinerios (sp?) to catch me in lies, fucking dirtbag.
Appartently I only gave my sister a hug yesterday because she moved out. You know what? That helps out a whole bunch. She's a douchebag when she's here, and I couldn't talk to her like I used too. Now, she is gone, and hopefully the relationship will be back some what normality.
My brother tho, all he wants to do is basically fucking kill him. Because he's "changed" me into a horrible lieing machine. I lie because it none of their goddamned business!!! It's my fucking body, my fucking money, my fucking weed, my fucking life! I'm twenty fucking years old, and no-one in this house has fucking control over me! If I could move out of here, I would, but, unlike my lazy ass of a brother, my jobs don't help me much.

HE LIVES HERE FOR FREE, DOESN'T HAVE A JOB, DOES SHIT TO HELP AROUND HERE!!! WHY?!?!? HE HAS MENTAL PROBLEMS. HE HAS PHYSICAL PROBLEMS!!! He can find a fucking job where he can sit all day and earn some scratch. FUCK! Telemarketing, that's all they fucking do. Sit on their lazy asses, and talk on the phone. FUCK!


Now, to make the day complete. I have to go to work.