Academy Award winning film, The King’s Speech.
I want to go home. But where is that? Definitely not here at my mom’s house. My brother doesn’t like me anymore and it makes me want to hang myself.
Home isn’t at my apartment at school. I barely even feed myself there. I don’t have a car. Everywhere I go I am stranded.
I don’t have a home anymore. Or a brother. And apparently he and his girlfriend of a year are planning to have sex soon, and apparently he doesn’t care that he hasn’t told me he has a girlfriend… And apparently his friends smoke weed with him there and I don’t even know him anymore. And why is that? Because he doesn’t want me to.
I’ve never felt this empty and lost. If my brother, literally my only real friend, won’t answer my texts or calls or even care that he is in love and doesn’t want me to meet her, or rather, her to meet me… Then what’s the point? What am I living for?
I don’t want to meet her. Its obvious he doesn’t want me to. I just want her to give me my brother back because she took him from me and he was all I had.
I don’t remember the last time I was happy.