me and my big little sister.
[about 4 years ago at her graduation]
this actually makes me think of good times..i spent about a month of my senior summer(not that that means anything to someone like me) with my mom+family…at the time i was kind of dreading it, but now, looking back on it, i loved it…i love my mom so much..and my big sister, well..let’s just say if we were raised together we’d be partners in crime…everyone is always talking about how bad of an attitude she has, and how mean she is and all this..and i’m totes aware of her bad attitude, but when we’re together, she doesn’t have a bad attitude with me..it’s like we’re kids again..she hates when i kiss/hug her, but i love doing it for that reason..she is my favorite person when she’s standing next to me…we’ve both gone through alot, and i don’t know her too well, nor does she, me..but i love her with every bone in my body..she was my main homie when we were kids..i wish i could say she was my best friend, cuz i really want her to be..i’m like an only child..with siblings.and it sucks.
i wish i could have grown up with her..
plus, me and her both have weird ass names: