Peed on his bed
After hearing the foul words of racism, sexism, and homophobia come out of my half-brother's mouth for over a year now and seeing him only get worse, today I decided to speak with him about it. He blatantly told me that he doesn't care who he offends, because it does not affect him. Naturally, I felt hurt, because a lot of the s*** that comes out of his mouth applies to me. No words could express the anger, frustration, and pain I felt, nor would they make a difference to someone as hardheaded as him. So, I decided to take a p*** on his bed to show him how I feel. It is now 2 in the morning, and I can't decide if I should be ashamed or take pleasure in the fact that he is anxiously running around trying to find the source of the smell. I'm feeling a mix of both. It's the most I've seen that lazy, entitled b****** do in 3 weeks. He's taking a long shower right now. How unfortunate that I decided to pee on his towel too. My guilty conscience is telling me to be sure to wash everything tomorrow so I probably will. But boy does it feel good to finally get back at that a****** somehow. Sweet dreams, bro!