change is hard

I could only care so much about certain people. No matter how horrible of a person he is and how much resentment I have towards him, I haven't had the heart to not care for him. After all, he is my blood. I might have been betrayed many times before, but I couldn't do the same. Karma always finds its way, and though he does deserve what he gets, I couldn't let anything bad happen to him, ever. Because in the end I am who he'll ever have, we are all he'll ever have. If he had been anyone besides my blood, I wouldn't have give a fuck about that person. I don't deal with people who have betrayed and fucked me over. They're not worth being a part of my life. But blood is always running through me and they are the only ones that are worth anything and everything. However, related or not, I want nothing but the best for all.