• Nothing

    by  • March 1, 2012 • Family Stuff • 1 Comment

    You’re nothing to me.

    You treat me like I mean nothing. You have to always be right. You do things so we can be “even.” You tell me that I drink too much. So what happened to me that night was my fault.


    I’m done letting you run my life. I’m done letting you put me down & tear me apart. I’m done with you.

    As far as I’m concerned, I have no sister.

    One Response to Nothing

    1. Rose
      March 1, 2012 at 6:57 am

      There’s nothing quite like a fight between sisters.

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