You’d think I’d learn by now, not to open anything my brother gives me. I always end up upset, and its my own fault, because I can’t learn. I always have to get him something nice, something he wants and sometimes things that he wouldn’t get because they’re more expensive, but hey, I know places to get ’em cheaper. And then he pawns off a stack of magazines on me.

No, I’m serious, a stack of magazines. That were most likely pawned off on him to begin with.

I actually spend time and effort and thought on his gifts, and he gives me second-hand freebies. Not even freebies that I’m actually into, just…crap.

And it just makes me all feel like shit, y’know? At a time when I already feel shitty, and am crying practically every time I blink. Its no wonder I didn’t want any gifts this year, the wonder is that it didn’t happen sooner.