Intolerance

Can't explain why I find my little beast of a younger brother so irritating. I'm not proud of it but can't help it, it seems. Maybe I just can't have him in my house. Maybe it's just not good timing because I'm so busy with film pre-production.

Can't explain why my brain is holding strong despite the waves of fear and stress hitting me in the face.

Can't explain why I need a validating shag. But I can explain why I want it to be nice boy like the special man-friend (BG) or complicatedly, his talented and appealing pal I'm now acquainted with.