I really hate it when you always do this whole PMS thing without telling me what is wrong and I will always need to sit there and think about what I actually did wrong. And I hate it when I pick up the courage to ask you what is wrong, you will always tell me that it's nothing and then go back to the PMS mood again.
I regard you as my little brother. I really do.
But I don't think I deserve any of your random bad moods without any explanation.
STUPID. Can't believe this has been bothering me for hours.
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