Pardon Me While I Diverge...

This=My life. I miss my little brother. I want someone to tell me everything's going to be okay, even if they can't fix it. 


I'm sick of fighting.
I'm sick of trying.
I'm sick of being the first one to do everything.
I'm sick of being blamed. 
I'm sick of you blaming yourself.
I'm sick of being horrible.
I'm sick of texting him because I don't talk to you.
I'm sick of praying about this.
I'm sick of expectations.
I'm sick of dreams being unreasonable.


I'm sick of being the worst best friend on earth.