"So, I always feel like I don't deserve happiness and so I should be given no chance at one since it never stays with me, I'll just keep living in gloom"
F.A.B.
He opened his arms for me and I ran to hug him, he's the only person that ever seems to get a hug from me, and he's the only one that can manage to keep me in check, my big brother. Yes, I'm the last child.
"What's up mushroom?" He asks and I giggled, he has silly nicknames for me.
"The usual" I responded
"How you holding up?" He asks again.
"Still bearing it"
"You'd still have to let it go one day"
"I know...don't know when."
"Someone will help you out don't worry"
I nod sadly and we walked downstairs together with him filling me on his job, he's 23 years old and works in an oil firm. I stole a look at him and saw he
