my brother lives in Alaska, with a glacier in his back yard. I wonder sometimes if he worries about global warming, or if like most Alaskans, is a conservative idiot who doesn’t believe in climate change. I would hope that he had more sense than this, but I never talk to him
Because he’s supposed to love you. Because he has a firm obligation to feel voluntary love and undying affection. He knows more about you than everyone, that should make him love you. Every awkward moment pulls more thoughts and conclusions about you from his head, and a thousand more questions.
My seven year old brother is sweet and lovable. He is always willing to hug me and make me feel better when I’m sad. He’s also very compassionate-when he learned about 9/11 in school, he cried, and he even got teary when he found out that our neighbor had broken a leg.
MY BROTHER IS THE COOLEST GUY
HE PLAYS THE CELLO
HE WAS IN A BAND THAT MADE ALOT OF MONEY
PLAYING IN THE SUBWAYS
MY BROTHER HAS A GREAT SMILE
HE ALWAYS HAS A DIFFERENT GIRLFRIEND
SOMETIMES HE SLEEPS VERY LATE
WHICH PISSES EVERYONE OFF
MY BROTHER IS THE COOLEST GUY
He’s still my brother after all this time. I kind of hate him and I hate him especially for dying like he did, the stupid fucking idiot, because it was his fault, wasn’t it? His, his, for being so bloody pig headed. So I hate him, but he’s my twin. So I love him. Because he’s my brother. He’s me.
He is me. The parts I disown. The face i choose to not wear. His heart and mind are entertwined with everything I seek to set myself free from. Our paths and rivalries once a disharmonious cacophony has in the passage of years blended into a more subtle chord. We know each other and accept our identities. Our juxtaposition is our strength.
he’s 17. turning 18 in a few months.i cant believe how time flies so fast. i cant believe it. one day, he was a little boy, so cute and chubby and wide-eyed, playing with me in the garden. the next thing i know, he’s graduating from high school, all moody and angsty but excited for life at the same time. time. fleeting yet wonderful.
i have a brother named ryan who is a pain in the ass. At times I’ve said that I hate him and other times I’ve felt bad for him and have wanted to go the extra mile to help him with like an intervention or something of the sort. Every day I feel differently about him and I wish I had a brother
Brother was that a big hill.
Brother did you mean to send me sliding so fast?
Brother, you said you captured a cloud.
Oh man, don’t tease me! You’re supposed to be my brother!
Oh Brother… I love you :)
My brother is in the army reserves. He is volunteering to be deployed to Iraq so that he can get vet benefits when he gets back and open his own restaurant. I am terrified that he won’t come back. I love him.
My tall brother Paul wears cowboy boots and grows a terrible mustache. Shave, Paul. Shave your terrible mustache. Pretty girls don’t like terrible mustaches.
He viewed me as his sister. Someone to protect and care about…but nothing more. He broke my heart, told me he didn’t feel that way. I later realized he wasn’t the one, and he became like a brother to me.
i wish i had a brother. I only have a sister and i spend most of my days jealous of how succesful and thin and amazing she has become. I should be proud but im just jealous.
If i had a brother we could chill out and play computer games and fight and he would have hot friends who would come over and we could all chill out together. no more jealousy just fun!
there are two of these in my house. there is one that doesn’t know how to pick up his belongings, and there is another who has too many belongings to pick up. one can’t function in one way, and the other has too many functions to keep track of. they’re twins. they’re two totally different people. they don’t think in harmony, because one of them cannot think.
I don’ have one. I only have a sister. I wouldn’z like to have a brotheras me beeing the only male child of my parents puts me in a special situation. I like it to be the one true follower of the family. I never fealt like having a brother in sense of having a ver good freind as well.
BROTHER: Oh, brother. I have a brother. He is older than I. Brothers are good and then can be difficult. I wish I could think of something clever to say in these 60 secotnds. Can’t. I’m brain froze.
My brother and I, sat staring, waiting for the one day we might see our mother again. She came but left again, here we sit, my brother and I, waiting for our mother to come home again.
Joe looked at his brother and wondered how on earth they were related. Yeah sure Tony did things for attention, but was barring his bum in the middle of the street really necessary?
It reminded him of why he’d not come down to Nottingham to visit him until now, he just couldn’t take the embarasment now he was getting older.
Yesterday I had a fight with my brothers. My younger brother locked the door and I couldn’t get inside the room. They’re all really annoying, I hate them. sometimes I wish they would go away. OH, brother please forgive me, for being so evil. Those words are only lies to cover up my pain.
i have many surrogates, but blood relation doesnt mean much to me anymore. if i had one, i think we would be close. sometimes i wonder if my alomst-adopted sibling was a boy, but i always picture a she, not a he. a brother is something i have been trying to get for a long time.
Wow. my brother. He’s dead. I would like to see him over 50, pot belly, children, exes or faithful wife or lover or whatever. however things turned out for Steven I’d like to see him here now. miss him terribly. Still confused, angry that he ended it so young.
My brother is coming over to my place this weekend. I see him so rarely. It’s going to be so much fun. I think we’ll go and see a movie or something. Or maybe just chill out at home with Pictionary. My brother is amazing. The best 16 year old in the world.
My brother is only nice on occasions. He smokes pot and drinks and my parents think there’s something mentally wrong with him just because he doesn’t get all A’s in school. I’ve always been kind of jealous of the fact that he will have more time with my parents because he’s older.
my brother lives in Alaska, with a glacier in his back yard. I wonder sometimes if he worries about global warming, or if like most Alaskans, is a conservative idiot who doesn’t believe in climate change. I would hope that he had more sense than this, but I never talk to him
It is something I don’t have, but have in other ways. It is a good thing to have and I wish a had a good one, we would do awesome things together.
Because he’s supposed to love you. Because he has a firm obligation to feel voluntary love and undying affection. He knows more about you than everyone, that should make him love you. Every awkward moment pulls more thoughts and conclusions about you from his head, and a thousand more questions.
Hey brother…
one word , one was in black and word was in purple color and tm was written in upper case with one word
My seven year old brother is sweet and lovable. He is always willing to hug me and make me feel better when I’m sad. He’s also very compassionate-when he learned about 9/11 in school, he cried, and he even got teary when he found out that our neighbor had broken a leg.
Oh. Little brother. How I love you.
When I look at you I see myself when I was younger.
You have such a great imagination.
Great ideas.
And you run fast, fast, like I did when I was your age.
You’re simply the coolest I know.
Lots of hugs and kisses to you!
Well. Thats all for now.
My brother is very wierd and nice. One day he put a snake under my bed. He is funny because he can make anyone laugh.
MY BROTHER IS THE COOLEST GUY
HE PLAYS THE CELLO
HE WAS IN A BAND THAT MADE ALOT OF MONEY
PLAYING IN THE SUBWAYS
MY BROTHER HAS A GREAT SMILE
HE ALWAYS HAS A DIFFERENT GIRLFRIEND
SOMETIMES HE SLEEPS VERY LATE
WHICH PISSES EVERYONE OFF
MY BROTHER IS THE COOLEST GUY
He’s still my brother after all this time. I kind of hate him and I hate him especially for dying like he did, the stupid fucking idiot, because it was his fault, wasn’t it? His, his, for being so bloody pig headed. So I hate him, but he’s my twin. So I love him. Because he’s my brother. He’s me.
is destroying his life, making decisions that will cause his family to remove themselves from everything he does
my bother is Dale. He is a mechanic guy – as he loves everything about cars and motorcycles.
He is me. The parts I disown. The face i choose to not wear. His heart and mind are entertwined with everything I seek to set myself free from. Our paths and rivalries once a disharmonious cacophony has in the passage of years blended into a more subtle chord. We know each other and accept our identities. Our juxtaposition is our strength.
he’s 17. turning 18 in a few months.i cant believe how time flies so fast. i cant believe it. one day, he was a little boy, so cute and chubby and wide-eyed, playing with me in the garden. the next thing i know, he’s graduating from high school, all moody and angsty but excited for life at the same time. time. fleeting yet wonderful.
i have a brother named ryan who is a pain in the ass. At times I’ve said that I hate him and other times I’ve felt bad for him and have wanted to go the extra mile to help him with like an intervention or something of the sort. Every day I feel differently about him and I wish I had a brother
Brother was that a big hill.
Brother did you mean to send me sliding so fast?
Brother, you said you captured a cloud.
Oh man, don’t tease me! You’re supposed to be my brother!
Oh Brother… I love you :)
My brother is in the army reserves. He is volunteering to be deployed to Iraq so that he can get vet benefits when he gets back and open his own restaurant. I am terrified that he won’t come back. I love him.
He’s not heavy, he’s my brother.
My tall brother Paul wears cowboy boots and grows a terrible mustache. Shave, Paul. Shave your terrible mustache. Pretty girls don’t like terrible mustaches.
lives in the Var, south of France, I don’t know im ti much, but only hope he will find his own way to enjoy life!!!
Love
He viewed me as his sister. Someone to protect and care about…but nothing more. He broke my heart, told me he didn’t feel that way. I later realized he wasn’t the one, and he became like a brother to me.
i wish i had a brother. I only have a sister and i spend most of my days jealous of how succesful and thin and amazing she has become. I should be proud but im just jealous.
If i had a brother we could chill out and play computer games and fight and he would have hot friends who would come over and we could all chill out together. no more jealousy just fun!
there are two of these in my house. there is one that doesn’t know how to pick up his belongings, and there is another who has too many belongings to pick up. one can’t function in one way, and the other has too many functions to keep track of. they’re twins. they’re two totally different people. they don’t think in harmony, because one of them cannot think.
I don’ have one. I only have a sister. I wouldn’z like to have a brotheras me beeing the only male child of my parents puts me in a special situation. I like it to be the one true follower of the family. I never fealt like having a brother in sense of having a ver good freind as well.
BROTHER: Oh, brother. I have a brother. He is older than I. Brothers are good and then can be difficult. I wish I could think of something clever to say in these 60 secotnds. Can’t. I’m brain froze.
so little time story
My brother and I, sat staring, waiting for the one day we might see our mother again. She came but left again, here we sit, my brother and I, waiting for our mother to come home again.
a piller of support,the ray of hope,warmth given in the gloomy fuzz
a piller of support,the ray of hope,warmth given in the gloomy fuzz
my brother is very sweet person n is very caring
he enjoys every time with me n i love him very much
Joe looked at his brother and wondered how on earth they were related. Yeah sure Tony did things for attention, but was barring his bum in the middle of the street really necessary?
It reminded him of why he’d not come down to Nottingham to visit him until now, he just couldn’t take the embarasment now he was getting older.
Yesterday I had a fight with my brothers. My younger brother locked the door and I couldn’t get inside the room. They’re all really annoying, I hate them. sometimes I wish they would go away. OH, brother please forgive me, for being so evil. Those words are only lies to cover up my pain.
i have many surrogates, but blood relation doesnt mean much to me anymore. if i had one, i think we would be close. sometimes i wonder if my alomst-adopted sibling was a boy, but i always picture a she, not a he. a brother is something i have been trying to get for a long time.
oh brother. i dont even know where to start
Wow. my brother. He’s dead. I would like to see him over 50, pot belly, children, exes or faithful wife or lover or whatever. however things turned out for Steven I’d like to see him here now. miss him terribly. Still confused, angry that he ended it so young.
Someone who is realted to you by blood is a brother, but so is a close friend who is always there for you, that person could be a brother in …
My brother is coming over to my place this weekend. I see him so rarely. It’s going to be so much fun. I think we’ll go and see a movie or something. Or maybe just chill out at home with Pictionary. My brother is amazing. The best 16 year old in the world.
My brother is only nice on occasions. He smokes pot and drinks and my parents think there’s something mentally wrong with him just because he doesn’t get all A’s in school. I’ve always been kind of jealous of the fact that he will have more time with my parents because he’s older.
My brother is just so wierd. So hilarius I have a hard time beating him up even if I am older.
If he was the prince of paranoia, his brother was king. The guy had a stash of guns and ammo to rival the Unibomber and he knew how to use them.