Never in a million years would I call this a glow up, because the glow has been radiating since day one. It is perpetual. My little brother is the baddest in the game. In any game. In every game. The most stable, steadfast, brilliant, brave, hysterical, logical, talented at everything he tries/does, musically and rhythmically inclined, compassionate guy around. Never would I have ever suspected that he’d be taking care of me more than I take care of him when we grew up. I guess I should’ve known how together his shit was when he won all the trampoline death cage wrestling matches almost twenty years ago...despite our five year age difference. From rolling down the stairs in feather-down blankets to drunken dance parties and game nights as adults, I can’t wait to celebrate infinite birthdays with you, Scott Arthur. You are everything. I love you.
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