Today is my brother’s third birthday. Happy birthday baby! I want to thank the creator of this world -whomever that may be- for giving me one more reason to smile everyday. Liam is one of the five people I would die for, the others being my other siblings and my mom. Liam is such a special boy, and I love him more than anything. He might look like he’s not related to me at all considering he looks like he’s asian, but no, he’s is my half brother and the half means nothing. We’re family and he will always belong with me. I love you, I love you, I love you my little monkey butt. No matter how far away we are from each other I will call you on the 17th of April each year to hear your voice. You are one of the many things that light of my life and give me a reason to live. Happy birthday baby boy.
So I have made myself an eyepatch using a thong and some toilet paper. There is a hair stuck in my eye and it hurts like shit. It’s 1:19 in the morning, everyone is asleep so no one can help me get it out. Why is my life so difficult.
Side note, my little brother woke up crying so I went into his bed until he fell asleep. I started that “99 Bottles of Beer on the Wall” song to keep me occupied. First time I ever finished it.