some days my sister and I are best friends and other times she is really my worst enemy.
I don’t think she remembers that she was once a rebellious child who did everything wrong yet I still had her back and covered for her when she needed me to.
I really just can’t wait for her or I to move out.
I will never have any type of relationship with my family once I leave, to be honest. I am so heartless when it comes to them.