Jan 23, 2007 23:52
although you can be pretty harsh and cold
i still love you and look up to you
you taught me how to walk and how to talk
and even tricked me into getting my hand stuck in the VCR ...for 2 hours
we constantly argue and we constantly disagree
but we never get completely mad at each other.
somehow we just cant
you protected me when i got into fights
you cheered me up in your own stupid ways whenever i got upset
you pushed me to strive for my goals
but you always did it in a nonchalant way
sometimes i hate you because i envy you
for all that you accomplished and for all that you've become
but you told me to just be me and nothing else.
its surprising how much i look up to you, even if i dont show it
i never can get mad at you to the point of not talking to you anymore
basically, i want to say that i'm glad to be your sister.
you made me into the person that i am today.
thank you.
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