i was never one of the lucky girls with the perfect family that absolutely everyone was jealous of. i was never the girl with the father the cared, the older brother who threated to beat up boys for hurting me ; never was i and never will i be. i didn't get to see my father actually live but, i did get to watch him die. my older brother and i used to get along, when we were younger and now, here we are. he's basically on his death bed - basically and still hasn't apologized for what he's said to me. funny, at sixteen... i'm losing everything, a father, a half brother, a brother. 2013, enough.... please. i've had enough.