You’re my baby sister, though you aren’t really a baby anymore. You’re my best friend. My sister of sisters. My mini taquito. My favourite derp. I love you more than anything or anyone else. I love you more than 3 am burritos or 2 am toast. I love you more than cutting up my clothes and waiting for the newspaper guy. I love you more than butter on a stick. I love you more than cake that takes four hours to make. I love you more than inappropriate laughter. I love you more than I hate minty shit. I love you more than I hate our parents. I love you more than I hate Dave. I love you more than I hate myself. I’m so sorry that I haven’t been able to save you from the horrors of this world and it kills me inside to know that you’re sad. You are absolutely beautiful inside and out. I’m so jealous of you and even though you’re younger than me, I look up to you. I can’t wait until I’m 18 so I can get us both away from here. We will live together and eat SO MUCH food. We will hand out single shoes and random appliances on Halloween. We will clean only with Febreeze and socks. We will have fun and be happy. We will forget about how much other people suck because we will have each other. Please hang in there. Just two more years and we will be free.
Love always and always,
Your Little Taquito