Subject: Beauty
Character: Jim
Every time I see my nephew, I want to claw his eyes out.
I want to take his pretty white hair and rip it out of his scalp. I want to take everything he has and rip it to shreds; his friends, his fame, everything he's gotten for himself already at the tender age of twenty-one. I want to grab his throat and hold him back and make him suffer.
But I can't. Because I'm his Uncle Jimbo, and he's the only nephew or child I'll ever see in my life. Because I have to love what I can never have for myself- his success. Because I have to watch him travel the world, while I'm here, chasing children. They'll leave. I won't. I'll stay here, and live an unspeakable life.
Being sensible is just not sensible.