Pissed Off.

My brother. When he's not raiding my room, he's making the kind of mess in the house like a pig would do; leaves dirty dishes and empty beer bottles everywhere, fails to wipe anything he spills up, leaves his shit everywhere, and then he flees to his friend's cottage leaving me to clean his mess up. Actually, I'm probably giving pigs a bad name.

It's really the ravaging of my room that irks me; the mess I can deal with. My room is my sanctuary, a safe-haven away from all of my family, if you will--and I don't need it to be violated by anyone such as himself. So, in short, I’m going to retaliate by raping the fuck out of his room taking whatever I see fit. And then I’m going to piss on whatever remains…no I wouldn’t actually do that. Or would I? No. Stop looking at me like that! I'm still going to pee in the toilet!