#kune

you are siblings but you’re not family. you’re told that you’re the little brother but you don’t know what that means. one day you just suddenly existed and they were in front of you. they told you that they would take care of you but you don’t think they were happy about that. it’s hard to articulate your feelings but throwing tantrums and biting yourself feels good. you know every intimately horrible detail about your “older sibling” but you have no memory of them sharing any personal information with you. you didn’t “grow up” together, there were no late night sleepovers like in the movies you watched of real happy families. you don’t think they like you very much but you think seeing them get upset with you is the closest they get to telling you they care about you so you try to make them feel that way as much as possible. sometimes you think about crawling back inside that warm, dark place inside of their head and you can’t tell if it would be better to crack their skull open to try it.