today my once-super-cute little brother turns the rotten old age of seventeen. luckily he is a kind of peter pan who refuses to grow up and lives in another world (online). he spends all his time there, with short gaps inbetween where we might catch a short but sweet conversation with him.
happy birthday zake, thank you for sharing a mother and father and a childhood with me. thankyou for making cheesy jokes about your online girlfriends and forever laughing at yourself so we don't feel bad doing the same. and sorry for throwing a full bottle at your head when you were only 2 days old, but atleast it explains a lot of things. kidding.
don't grow up too fast, it's overrated anyway.
love, nirrimi.
