MEET MY BROTHER...

sometimes, its hard for me to believe we are even related.. my little brother Julian.. is the biggest Square of them all. he is sarcastic and corny. and he inderectly cheers me up without letting me know that he knows im upset.. so he walks in my room, and starts talking to me about his usual issues, cutting the snack line, recess tag,and now girls..he tells me that he only holds pretty girls hands because the prettyer a girl is, the cleaner she is.. lol..and i ask why inbetween laughs..&& then he says, "because Pretty Girls Dont Boo-Boo"....WHAT?!! hahahaha.... he is 9 years old, and thinks that pretty girls dont boo boo. now, i dont know if he was just saying all this to make me laugh, because he seemed sorta fa real. in a way, i began to associate what he had just told me, with my life, in a metaphoric way..

&& then he says,
"because Pretty Girls Dont Boo-Boo"...

to think that because i am a overall good person, and i make an effort to go thru my days with few sins, it never crossed my mind, that i had problems..like deep issues that needed to be delt with. it didnt come out of my ass, and i dont stink..but it is somewhat of a constipation deep down.. wanting to let go of things,but my body wont let me. my heart isnt ready...

....just a thought...

-SlowPoke'