My brother is golden boy. He can't do a damned thing wrong in my family's eyes. In my eyes. But that poses a few problems for me as selfish as it sounds.He's always good enough. Always. His shop teachers worship him, my family adores him, his peers look up to him, and I idolize him. Yet, he is never arrogant about it.The shop he is in is Carpentry. He spent two years and made The Desk. I give it...

Yesterday, my brother used the word, "fag" to describe someone he doesn't like. He's done this before and it really upsets me.I have been bi, or realized I was, scince the sixth grade. I told no one untill the eighth grade. Before today, the only people who knew were: Kiara, Brie (invisiblebabygirl), Kassie, and Nikki. Friend, cousin, friend, friend. That's it. That's all.So, today I confronted my...

When I hear the song Famous Last Words by My Chemical Romance, I think of long summer nights. Remember lying there, thinking over every aspect of my life I had let slip away during the sun lit hours. I think of every motion, every heart beat, every breath I ever took. I think of loss, and all the words still imprisoned within my mind. Because with every note hit within that beautiful melody: I...