Irony. Too much for some.

You growl as hit your head on the desk. Again. You hear an annoying younger brother call you again. You picked your phone up and threw it across the room, not caring if it broke or not. The My Little Pony theme song began wailing again. Obviously not. You had no time for Bro at this moment, you were sick of your own shit too. You stormed across the room and picked the cracked phone up, answering it. Lets just say you may not be able to go home for a while. 

You sigh as you head comes in contact with your head. Ouch. You had enough of Bro's nonsense, enough of Dirk's pestering. You needed to take care of the littlest of the Striders, Dave. He had gone off at school and panicked while the bullies taunted him. Dave had also began cutting. What could you do? Nothing. Why? Because, you were stuck in Hollywood, directing some shitty actors around and now you at a computer to blog and you had enough. Time to find some actual friends, you massive idiot.

jegus, why am i here? oh well, hi. im david.david strider. ya know, big time movie director, lives in texas with three brothers? yeah, i got broseph the puppet maker, dirk, mechanic, and dave, uuh well cute n cuddly? but enough intros, im here for you idiots... sorta