She’s a year younger than me, but she’s SO mature.
I know she’ll get far in life, despite all the things she’s been through.
She uses big words, and her grammar’s perfect. She’s smart. She’s a smart ASS.
She’s funny. She’s gorgeous.
We have a horrible past. We used to just hate each other. Everything I did, annoyed her, and everything she did, annoyed me. We fought about everything, and we just weren’t like sisters. But the summer of ‘08 changed everything. We’ve gotten so close & built this amazing relationship. I tell her anything & everything. She does the same. Even if I’m crying at 4 in the morning, she’d be the one I’d go to for help. She’s my best friend, and I wouldn’t want her any other way. After everything we’ve been through, I don’t think anything or anyone can get in the way, or ever tear us apart. I used to think that I’d grow up with no relationship with her at all. But somewhere along the lines, she became my favorite person ever. Sure, we still have those bad days, but they’re nothing compared to how things used to be. We’ve grown up so much, and I don’t regret anything, but telling her that I hated her. I can’t imagine life without her. It’d be plain, boring, and I’d have no one to laugh at stupid things with. It’d just be depressing. We have so many inside jokes. And she knows me better than anyone else. Even more than I do. She probably won’t read this, because I don’t think she passes by my tumblr. -___- But if anyone else that thinks that there’s no hope in becoming closer to your sibling(s), whether it’d be a brother or a sister, there is. Even if you think it’ll never happen, I promise you, it will. You might think that you don’t need them in your life, but trust me, they fill that empty void. They’re your best friends.
Her name’s Keila Jannelle. I love that girl. I pronounce it like JANN-OW, she makes fun of me for it. c:
My brothers too, I don’t want them to ever change. I love them. Every fiber of their being.