my brother is in trouble again. and with it, with that phone call, comes this horrible feeling of i-can't-help-you and i-can't-fix-this and, the worst, even-if-i-could-i'm-not-sure-i-want-to.
the last one's the most debilitating. as the oldest, i'm supposed to look out for him or, at least, make mouths at the intention. but there is only so much and so far i can go.
so, yeah, i can't help you now. you're too far off course to find without losing myself along the way. and as much as it kills me to say it, you're a lost cause.
i don't think he'll ever understand how much everyone else has given up for him.
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5 years ago
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