Who we are

Okay, I’m in a dark place if I keri routing shit, especially from my phone, u hate writing on my phone and I write long diatribes from my phone, upside not as long as the ones from my computer but the spelling is wide because ehh, fuck correcting that SHIT. I spell our correctly and my phone is dumb

I was on facebook and looking at arising my brother posted and u was runoff about how it didn’t sound like him. I realized, like I do, it was the friend voice not the sibling voice. He wasn’t speaking to me, not even in a relaxed calhoun, it was who he is around his friends.

I’ve thought about that version of gin and I don’t think I’d like that version of him.

Conversely, I don’t think my brothers would like the me u an around my friend all that much. I’m fairly quiet and reserved. Selectively social. But when I’m excited about something I’m vocal about it. I’m all about sharing it with people and discussing it. I’m also all about taking about me and the fucked up sour ib my head.

Like, I’ve been on the fence for years about doing the comic about my non dying and how I’ve lived and grown since then. i’m afraid of what my family would learn about me by reading it so I don’t know if I will. But even my thoughts ob moves, books, movies, social issues, cultural issues.

I am a very different person around my brothers than who u am around my friends and I ain’t think my brothers would life friend-jasmine very much.

It’s interesting to think about, who wet are and how wet new different around different people and situations. Knowing that people act differently sound different people is one thing, seating what they’re like us another thing.

our’s weird.