I Believe In Angels, Something Good In Everyone I See

My fucking brother is an asshole. Discuss.

My fucking brother thinks it is my fault when his Internet lags. It is outrageous to be presumptuous when the size of his brain is astonishingly microscopic.

Since time immemorial my stupid brother has been starting to develop a penchant for noise and downloading them at exponential amounts rapidly. The downloading of noise is acceptable but not the blaring of noise.

I choose to sleep early and wake up early and I do not think this lifestyle is dramatically affecting anyone in my house. But no, my fucking brother just has to air his noise at an intolerable volume which subjects me to unnecessary torment.

Each time he becomes a felon I have to evanescent from the comfort of my bed and explain to the fucker that i am trying to get some sleep.

OK fine, the asshole will apologise and it is heartwarming is he somewhat matured enough to realise he is being a scorn upon the land but it gets old when he does not repent and continues to transgress me. Apologies do not mean anything if a person keeps repeating the same mistake, it is just cowardly.

He chooses to sleep late in the morning and expose his brain to radiation for an insane amount of time and I DO NOT encroach upon his decision, his choice nor his actions. I leave all well alone. Whenever the fucking asshole sleeps, HE DOES NOT NEED TO LEAVE THE SANCTITY OF HIS ROOM TO TELL SOMEONE THAT HE IS BEING DISTURBED AND BEING DEPRIVED OF SLEEP.

I rarely and close to NEVER do that to him. I NEVER disturb him when he sleeps unless urgent.

Everynight I tell that fucker at 12am that i am going to sleep. Sure, he lowers his volume but i have to toss and turn and start to let my imagination wander off, fearing if the little fucker will suddenly raise his volume and raise hell. Everynight I tell the fucker i go to sleep at 12 but the truth of the matter is that yours truly only peacefully enters slumberland at 2am. Thats two fucking hours of tossing and turning and worrying the shit out of me that there is some asshole 5 feet from my bed armed with a roller key that will proliferate the number of decibels in the air. I AM NOT IMPERVIOUS TO NOISE.

There is a miracle invention called EARPHONES. BLOODY USE THEM YOU FUCKED UP STUPID BROTHER.

And everynight under my breath I pray and wish for that idiot to somehow vanish from my life. Disappear and I am so willing to sunder ties with such an abominable person and when that happens, the only thing that will come to my mind in that flash when I learn of this asshole's disappearance from my life is I GET MY BEAUTY SLEEP BACK FOR ALL ETERNITY.

Everytime the asshole says he is staying over at a friends or his new brother, God seriously, I am bloody ecstatic beyond words because there is nothing to describe undisturbed sleep. And if you think pocketed coils from some mattress will give you perfect sleep, they need to make something like that self-attaches to your bed which will rain a volley of bullets upon speakers which produce unholy heaps of noise.

I imagine, if my fucked up brother is gone, i lay on my bed at 12 and i will start to sleep at 1230. But with that heathen around, I WILL SLEEP AT 0200. CAN ANYONE ELSE READING TOSS AND TURN FOR MORE THAN 1h30mins?

And when he announces that he is returning home, my heart sinks faster than a weight in the water.

Just evaporate from my life you useless fucker who only wakes up plays games and then goes back to sleep at eerie hours. Like some hibernating cave monster who happens to be an artisan at annoying people.

Seriously I don't give a fuck about sibling relationship and I will fucking sever it because he already did when close to a year ago he stopped caring about how well i sleep. If he cannot care for me, sorry, he can seriously go and die and make me think about how well i will sleep from that moment on.

Good night.

Joel is a victim. Agree.

Fuck you stupid brother.