Blah.

Not to be a selfish bitch, but do you know what it feels like to have something so simple taken away from you? Like...to have your whole downstairs feel like...it's not even home
To you? Yeah. That's exactly What it feels like. That your own home doesn't even belong to you anymore.

And I hate this feeling. But that's what it feels like, it feels like losing a part of your home.

No offense or anything, but I don't think she's strong enough for my brother. She's dependent, she can't really deal with things herself, and it seems to me my brother is always comforting her. I don't see anything reciprocate. Maybe I'm wrong, but this is just my observations. I know I'm just judging from first apperances, but I'm not a big fan.

Oh well, whatever. Like my mom said I have to get over it. My parents are amazing.