........don't know how i shpuld call this

ok. i really love my brother.
sometimes he's the nicest person on earth but the most time of my life he was a fucking ashole!
he can't understand me, my opinions, my feelings....nothing! and he always tell me things i really don't want to know. like what he do to those "fucking ladybirds wich are in my room". i always tell him, that they just want to surive and if he don't want them in his room he should close the window but he thinks it's much more fun to kill them in a verry brutql way.....maybe it's a bit strange, that i hate him becuse of killing bugs, but they just want to live like he wants to live.
and he always says i'm a emo and cut myself....ok i cut myself but thats not a reason to call me an emo and he don't know that stuff bout cutting myself, because i'm not an emo!
sometimes it relly seams like he has no brain!
but then he's one of the most wonderful person in this world and i love him for beeing my brother.......
how can i love and hate the same person so much????