Permit.

I just typed an entire blog ranting about how my brother has the ability to manipulate me through my mother. Then Blogger effed up and deleted it.

Dear Blogger,
FUCKYOUFORPISSINGMEOFFFFFF.IABSOLUTELYHATEYOU.

Anywho....

Basically. My brother uses this epic battle between my parents to his advantage. And it's always my fault when he gets mad. For istance. I was supposed to drive with my recently aquired permit. But since he said I "was not about to drive with him in the car", I didn't drive. It really sucks that this kid can't just get over his anger and attitude problems and grow up. Because he's gonna get a harsh reality check. I hope it hits him super fucking hard. I slowly opened my eyes to reality. He's jsut gonna get smacked in the face with a burnt out flashlight.... (Totally just pictured that in my head... LOL) No, I'm not violent. It's just a metaphor...