I hart my brothers. A lot. Nearly all the time. And I would've loved to have more. Like, at least two older ones, and a couple more younger. Sisters? Meh. Maybe, if they were slashers. but mostly, I want more brothers.
Er, no thanks. Guns? Big no-no. He'd clash with the ones I have. :) (Thirteen yo is a slasher-to-be, and slightly flamey punkboi. Eighteen yo is rather big on gun control and anti-violence. We all are. :)
I've desperately wanted a brother all my life. When my second [and youngest] sister was born, I was so disappointed that she wasn't a boy, I started to cry. [Okay, so I was five, but.] I was convinced that I was supposed to have been a boy, too. Still am, sometimes.
But still. I love my sisters, most of the time. I'm training the middle one to be a slasher, too. ^_^
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You may not want him after all.
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But still. I love my sisters, most of the time. I'm training the middle one to be a slasher, too. ^_^
[Then again, I'm rather weird myself, so.]
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