omfg I can't wait to fucking leave. I'll feed them all the same lines he gets away with for doing absolutely nothing with my life. I'll get away from their fucking overprotective, overcritical asses. I'll get away from my little brother's angst-ridden life where he thinks he needs time to breathe by staring at the computer every fucking day even when I offer him a way to leave, because I'm just that overwhelming to him. I'll get away from my older brother's fucking mess. I can't wait until next year, when he's back and home and my parents will have to deal with all of his mess now that I won't be there to clean up and be blamed for his fucking shit. Too bad leaving means they'll leave their best criticisms for me. -_-