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번역 관련 문제 보고
My bro was soooo mean at first I hated him to death. But then I decided to love him since I was never gonna beat him up.
Its hard not to love a guy thats was as cool, and fit, and smart, and capable as my big bro. Who would tease. And insult me for every word I said. Calling me captain obvious or "no duh!" for every word I said. And punching me so hard it hurt if I touched or poked him.
Like most older men from the pre-90s he hides all his emotions behind a wall of anger. That I could never crack. A man I could never reach his heart.
I don't really have shame or regret, I have Lord Satan.