- Joined
- Feb 11, 2010
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- Age
- 37
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- Behind you.
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- FFXIV
- Wynona Niruton
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- Lamia
Thankfully I don't live with any of my siblings anymore so we rarely fight. When I lived with my older brother it was a pain when I had to share my PS1 with him. You have no idea how happy I was once he moved out and I got my own PS2. Overall we always got along. We were not super close but we were close while still distant if that makes sense.
), so it was good to grow up without any siblings in the same house, but I also like the feeling of having siblings that I can talk to sometimes if I want to, so having them is really nice too. They all live at opposite ends of the country from me, and I've actually never met one of them (not even sure if she wants to meet me) but the ones I do talk to are really nice people who always have interesting stories to tell. I email them and we talk on the phone occasionally, which is really nice, but if I'd had to grow up with them in the same house everyday I don't know if it would've been as comfortable. When I was growing up one of my uncles (who's only 3 years older than me) lived with us for a few months, and that was weird/uncomfortable enough--he stayed up all night on the computer (which made a huge light shine into my room) and complained to his friends on the phone about it whenever I needed to use the computer and interrupt him :/ 
I would love to have that sort of relationship. One that has a deep kind of love, but a love that's not romantic.
Mother Nature's laws would dictate that I be clubbed to death for not liking / caring for X-Factor etc, or that my social position / lack of social life currently denies the possibility of getting married / having children / passing on my genes, and so that I'm alive must be of some concern to the Earth, and this is my way of rebelling. It would be more beneficial to me to yield in some things, but I'm stubborn like that (i.e I've tried and failed / it's been fake) and it would feel like self-betrayal after all these years. Madness, yes, but often creative people are mad. I hope to be creative one day. Probably on the day that the Earth opens up and swallows me whole I'll write a beautiful sonnet, and it will be lost with me forever. At least I'll then have something to read on the way down.
I was never given one, oh well.
) and that I don't hate them anymore. Pretty much, we're like best friends.