addicted...ugh!

I wish I had not ever told my brother about tokio hotel! [my lil' diabolic brother]. Well the result wasn't like what happened to my older brother[so this is another story]. I developed my own idiotic attitude when I was, like, 9. I don't have much money to buy myself my own clothes so I get his clothes, dye it in a darker color or keep it as it is[and it didn't turned out bad, honestly]. He was like so hiphop, and he loved the bling. But later on, he adapted my style and he was goth-like or sort of. Anyway, so what the hell is the connection with tokio hotel?! Nobody cares what I want, what songs I listen to. And now, this band killed the hell out of me. I'm just so impressed[even, like, I don't understand german] . Then this curious little diabolic creature[yeap, my kid bro] sneaked out and listened to them as well[my kid bro is a hipper, too]. And he liked them[but it did not end on that...] he was so obsessed with bill kaulitz that he actually borrows my clothes, my belts, my stuff and he styles just like bill[and now I created a MONSTER!!] It was alright for me when it first happened and I don't care whatever he does. But later, I grew so sick and tired of him being such an imitator{and he says so much stuff to neighbors about TH, and like, duh, they don't know them.] and he was a little bit disturbing[I mean, not just little...]. He was having so much paranoia that I actually say mean things about Bill to scare the bad spirits out of him. I like Bill as well, so much. But I'm not so crazy about him.[like, duh.] Even my lil' bro's hair is scaring me. He doesn't like to cut it[and its growing so long already, and it sucks.] Ugh, what a life! Next time I would be much more careful and keep stuff myself.