... has hit the fan. Isaac asked if I still thought it would be a good idea if he moved down here. And I said no. I've been thinking this for AGES but didn't say a thing about it, and for some reason he randomly asked that, and then everything went down from there.
He's talking about killing himself. I almost don't feel sorry for him. In fact, no, I don't. I could, but he's so self-pitying that he really doesn't need me too. I'm being horrible, I know. But he's not just annoying, he's creepy. It sends shudders down my back. Kid you not. It makes me feel sick inside. I really can't stand him sometimes.
He's still my brother, and I want him to have a good life. But I'm not his fucking salvation.
And he's REALLY being a jackass right now.
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