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"Would you treat your friends that way?"

"So you'd treat your friends better then your own family?"

I've been asked this a couple of times by both parents, and the answers have always been no and yes respectively. Why is this, exactly? Why DO I treat my friends better then my own brothers? Why are my friends higher up on my list then people I should love without hesitation.

Perhaps it's just a simple, single reason.

MY FRIENDS ARE NOT UTTER ASSHOLES TOWARDS ME FOR LITTLE TO NO REASON.

I cannot TELL anyone reading this how much my own siblings just PISS ME OFF at every turn they get. Even when I do everything in my power to either flatout ignore or try to be kind to them, they're both still utter JERKS. The elder of the two is an ARROGANT, SELFISH, ANNOYING little prick of a child, and is WAY to mature. I can't even TRY to have fun with him, as every time I DO, save for the VERY rare time when we're both on the same wavelenth, he just Stares at me like I'm some sort of idiot, or like I'm wearing a hat made out of dog poo and he can't believe this stupid shit of a human is his older sister. Seriously, some days I just want to punch his lights out! But I CAN'T. So I have to suffer through his attitude.

The younger of the pair at least acts his age... but he's a major crybaby, getting his feelings hurt at simple jests. And he cries for HOURS. AND HOURS. AND HOOOOUUUURS until he finally burns out from his forced pity party and falls asleep on the only couch in the house, taking up the entire thing and keeping the rest of us from using it. He's not as bad as the elder, but he's still a pain in the ass, and more often then not, I wish he'd grow up and stop whining about EVERY. LITTLE. THING.

The thing is simply this: They're both the kind of people I tend to AVOID. At all costs if possible. They are not the people I tend to get along with, even though I'd LIKE to be able to be thier best friend. But I CAN'T, because both are either a punk jerk or a big baby.

My friends are just that. Friends. People I like to hang out with, who don't Needlessy shove my flaws in my face (thank you mom and dad, though more the latter then the former) who don't pick at me, and don't intrude upon my few moments of private time to unleash my inner rage Just for shits and giggles. I get along better with my friends because we can laugh together, talk about things no one else will, and don't look at me like I'm utterly useless.

So, yeah. Maybe it'll get better in the future, but, really, unless they both mature, and I PROMISE I'm doing my best, I highly doubt my siblings and I will get along. And unless the parental units, mostly the male, can GET OFF MY BACK, I don't think things are going to go well. Though, who knows. Maybe I'm just fed up with the incredibly sucky Now, and would like it to get to the peaceful, happy Later sooner then it can.

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"Would you treat your friends that way?"

"So you'd treat your friends better then your own family?"

I've been asked this a couple of times by both parents, and the answers have always been no and yes respectively. Why is this, exactly? Why DO I treat my friends better then my own brothers? Why are my friends higher up on my list then people I should love without hesitation.

Perhaps it's just a simple, single reason.

MY FRIENDS ARE NOT UTTER ASSHOLES TOWARDS ME FOR LITTLE TO NO REASON.

I cannot TELL anyone reading this how much my own siblings just PISS ME OFF at every turn they get. Even when I do everything in my power to either flatout ignore or try to be kind to them, they're both still utter JERKS. The elder of the two is an ARROGANT, SELFISH, ANNOYING little prick of a child, and is WAY to mature. I can't even TRY to have fun with him, as every time I DO, save for the VERY rare time when we're both on the same wavelenth, he just Stares at me like I'm some sort of idiot, or like I'm wearing a hat made out of dog poo and he can't believe this stupid shit of a human is his older sister. Seriously, some days I just want to punch his lights out! But I CAN'T. So I have to suffer through his attitude.

The younger of the pair at least acts his age... but he's a major crybaby, getting his feelings hurt at simple jests. And he cries for HOURS. AND HOURS. AND HOOOOUUUURS until he finally burns out from his forced pity party and falls asleep on the only couch in the house, taking up the entire thing and keeping the rest of us from using it. He's not as bad as the elder, but he's still a pain in the ass, and more often then not, I wish he'd grow up and stop whining about EVERY. LITTLE. THING.

The thing is simply this: They're both the kind of people I tend to AVOID. At all costs if possible. They are not the people I tend to get along with, even though I'd LIKE to be able to be thier best friend. But I CAN'T, because both are either a punk jerk or a big baby.

My friends are just that. Friends. People I like to hang out with, who don't Needlessy shove my flaws in my face (thank you mom and dad, though more the latter then the former) who don't pick at me, and don't intrude upon my few moments of private time to unleash my inner rage Just for shits and giggles. I get along better with my friends because we can laugh together, talk about things no one else will, and don't look at me like I'm utterly useless.

So, yeah. Maybe it'll get better in the future, but, really, unless they both mature, and I PROMISE I'm doing my best, I highly doubt my siblings and I will get along. And unless the parental units, mostly the male, can GET OFF MY BACK, I don't think things are going to go well. Though, who knows. Maybe I'm just fed up with the incredibly sucky Now, and would like it to get to the peaceful, happy Later sooner then it can.