Last night my brother had his friend sleeping over, and this morning at 9am (I sleep til noon, I'm a night person) they started making tonnes of noise. I have lost sleep every single night this week because of some little bastard from my brother's class coming over (they NEVER play at anyone else's house), so I come out of my room and yell at them to keep it down. They totally ignore me and carry on making noise. I try and go back to sleep, and then they come into my room and start deliberately pissing me off, so I totally lost it, I ended up smashing a glass against the wall (they're lucky I didn't throw it at them, TBH).
Then my mum comes home, and she flips out at me for smashing the glass, but she doesn't care that they were driving me insane and have been for days. She clearly cares more about the stupid glass than about the time my brother tried to stab me (that would be because she didn't care at all then, and when I bring it up she tells me to get over it).
I may have been the one to go mental and start breaking things this time, but I don't think I can take another day of this. People say you're supposed to love your family unconditionally, but I really hate my mum and brother. I'd rather be homeless than live here.
I realise this will probably be totally misconstrued and you will all tell me to get over it, but I'm going to post it anyway.
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'El reloj, no avanza
y yo quiero ir a verte,
La clase, no acaba
y es como un semestre"