i’m jealous because you have more friends than me.
did my brother really just say that?
and he really was sorry. he was holding my hand with both of his and he kept pressing it to his cheek. i wondered, is michael saying this because it’s true or is this what my mom told him he was feeling?
when he loses control and then feels so sorry afterwards, it’s the worst feeling. like watching yourself die face-down in mud where no one will ever find you, just because that’s life.
somewhere in this universe, there are gods the size of humans, and humans the size of gods
somewhere, my brother exists