Why do I hate my little brother so much? I hate saying I love him (in fact I never do unless I have to.)
I hate touching him, I'm disgusted by him.
I don't care when I hear him in pain, I only pretend to care.
I think of him as a spoiled brat who is incredibly annoying

I always have the urge to punch him in the face but of course I never do

little sisters are just as bad ><

nope, but i have cleaned my brush in my cup of not as potentially harmful but nevertheless, very upsetting for scottish/british folks. especially if you've used the last teabag for it

explanation:

there could be something in that . . i am indeed an old scottish man!

there's a bit of bolshie-ness with it too though. i won't let go of the old ways . . tea and whisky . . whether the young whippersnappers like it or not!