Once had a love had a love and it was a gas, soon found out had a heart of glass

I havn't talked to my brother since saturday night. and he knows it. unfortunatly i don't believe that he cares. infact i think hes rather enjoying the silence.

well james once you get off your high horse to appologize for what you did, you will get a piece...no all, of what ive been keeping in since i ran away crying. And if, for a slight second, you believe that you can be mad at me, i will turn around, kick u in the family heirlooms and walk away head high. i will walk straight to your room and trash it. because, to be frank, im at the point of insanity, the fury is bubbling. i'm on the verge of hatred.

i cant hold grudges, especially against james. he has a hugely irritating habit of chasing me around the house and tickling me. you try keeping a straight face. if he doesnt take me seriously, then i dont. thats the problem, he hasnt done that yet, which makes me believe that he really has done something horribly awful, and what he said was infact more offensive (if possible) than i have taken it, which of course makes me angrier, its a viscious cycle.

Just you wait James David Robinson, I will unleash the dragon, i will seth forth the firey dagger of hurt pride, and you will be taken by such force that there will be nothing for you to do but grab me around the ankles amd beg for mercy. but beg well my older brother for i'm not feeling too forgiving!