Dear Mom,
All my life, I have been searching for a true bro. I have searched for bros in my male friends, but things eventually get too competitive, and we are both insecure. I search for them when I try to start a meaningful relationship/cum on a haute female, but I always just want 'new people' eventually. I try to bond with people about music, movies, fashion, internet trends, and other miscellaneous interests, but for some reason, I usually don't get what I am 'expecting' from some one who is a true bro.
I want a bro to be there for me. I want a bro to be willing to financially support me sometimes. I want my bro to love me for me, even though I am generally irrational, spoiled, and selfish. I want my bro to believe in me, and tell me that I can do anything, even when I haven't done any thing to better myself/my situation in the past 1.5 years. I want my bro to 'be there' on call, ready to take me and any crisis I am in seriously. I want to be able to call my bro sobbing uncontrollably, and have my bro tell me that I am 'being reasonable' for 'wanting to fucking kill myself' or whatever I am babbling. Then my bro can tell me that he/she loves me, and tell me something that will distract me from my dark feelings.
Mom--I realized something.
I realized that you are the ultimate bro. You are more than a bff--u r my Ultimate Bro. Bros last longer than 'forever.'
I remember when I was young, and I would put on a CD that I thought was 'kewl' in the car. You would let me, and you would even pretend to like/appreciate the music. You do the same thing with bloghouse and meaningful indie mp3s now. This is a true bro.
I remember when I took some time off from college to 'find myself', u told me this was a good idea and that u wanted me 2 be happy. This is a true act of bro-ship.
I remember when u let me borrow the minivan to take my friends to Coachella, and we hotboxed the shit out of it and I got a DUI. U never said anything bad. U r my true bro.
I remember when the RIAA sued me 4 illegally downloading thousands of mp3s. U hired a lawyer for me. U paid the $5000 fine. U supported me, and understood why I didn't pay for music. U r a true bro.
U take care of everything that I think is 'free.' Electricity, water, a/c + gas + heating, however the washing machine works, wireless internet, everything important. U even give me 'allowance' even though I am well-north of 20 years old. You are the only bro I could ever ask for.
Mom--ur the best bro a bro could ask for. I just know that I
I recently watched a documentary about animals that made me feel more in touch with 'life.' I feel like we are not human after all, and we have emotional connections to the people whose wombs we came out of. Bonds that are stronger than we can even comprehend. I usually experience bonds this strong with my favourite bands who I get to follow on twitter, and I also feel the same way about you. We are one. We are blood. I just want you to party with me one night, and see the young, modern world that I live in.
Will u join twitter so we can keep in touch on a micro-basis? I want u 2 be my facebookfriend/follower. I want u to know 'what is happening with my life' just like 100-500 other people who are clearly 'less important' 2 me.
I want you to feel proud of me for living an authentic life. I want you to understand WHY I am different than every1 else. I want you to understand that I won't 'achieve' anything 'special' in my lifetime, but I want you to 'get' why 'that kind of stuff doesn't matter to me' and how my perspective on life 'lessens pressure/expectations' when it comes to 'accomplishing' stuff and letting things 'be meaningful.' I want u to 'get' my humor and snarkie perspective on the world. U r my best bro, but I think we can become even more bro-like in the future.
I love you, MomBro.
Your Son,
Carles
Previous Mother's Day Post - 2008
http://www.hipsterrunoff.com/2008/05/mothers-day-means-a-meaningful-hro-tribute-to-mothers-of-alt-kids.html
