No! That's something bad. Grr... The answer was I live a life devoid of any fun. Not exactly bad, but boring as heck, and I don't even get to spend it.
Also, your car leaks gasoline, and then explodes.
Edit: Oh, um, okay, Granted, but your favorite alleys shut down.
I wish I could Apparate.
man hands on misery to man it deepens like a coastal shelf get out as early as you can and don’t have any kids yourself.
Granted, but then you'd find out it's the hardest one and you think it's impossible to do so you start hyperventalating and pass out and by the time you wake up you've missed the deadline.
I wish my little brother would dissapear.
If I don't write to empty my mind, I go mad. ~Lord Byron
Y'know, sometimes a family is a mutant superhuman clown with cartoony powers, a hyperactive shapeshifter created in a lab, the ghost of an artificially created being who only exists for exposition, a cat who is an eldritch god for some reason, and an emo guy who doesn't canonically exist — GengarIsBestBoy