I'll tap the brick while you crack the window...lets tune out by turning on the radio
Some people think it is strange cause because me and my best friend have the same b-day, middle name and some facial features. Yes it is my twin sister. some twins see it diffrent but I was blessed to be born a twin. we were raised to be diffrent we were never in the same class or did the same thing we were two inividual people that happend to look alike and being diffrent made us closer. I always had someone to do something with, someone to talk to someone to assist in my brillant plans, a shoulder to cry on, someone who would laugh when I say booger mainly when she was checking to see if she had something in her teeth, someone to listen to music and sing along with, someone to stand up for me even though I usally did it on my own, someone to standup for like that time that kid said you were a bitch and his friend said he wanted to kill himself cause you wouldnt date him and I told him to shut the fuck up and if she was really worth it kill himself, I dont think you were cause he didnt but anywho. she never really told me I was stupid when I would do something stupid ( like the past billion boyfirends I've had). I Have always had a hard time making and keeping friends I have a few but she was always there for me. I always thought I was gonna be the one who got out of here but series of event happend not allowing me to and me not knowing where I was gonna go but she beat me to it. I was happy for her unlike most of my family, not like in a bad way they just were gonna miss her I was too but when something good happens you should be happy for them not be sad cause you are gonna miss them. it was hard I had no one to bale me out when I took nap and didnt do shit all day or forgot stuff. no one to really drive around town and sings songs with, no one to tell me that guys and idiot or eww dont go on a date with him I dont care how long you've liked him he is not as cute as he used to be haha, I was dating this idiot and without really saying anything she made me realize he wasnt worth it but she also tried to tell me not to call him and tell him anything but I didnt listen. it was like old times. then when she left I kinda realized I wasnt to happy, going out bymyself was getting old I had some peeps I would hang out with but it wasnt the same I could talk to them about somethings but in the end it was all about them I was fighting with my parents, I was gonna pack my shit and leave, she offerd for me to go up there and I was on my way to sunny cali, then god sent me miguel like a good bestfriend and sister she was happy for me and just told me to be careful well in a nicer way. I miss her to death and I see here like every few months sure we argue when we are around eachother but five minutes later we will go for starbucks or shopping after . but I love my sisto bear and that will never change.