people are strange

isn't it strange that the one person you want to baby and take care of your entire life can all of a sudden be grown up, and wise? she talks to me like i talk to myself. and for the first time in years, she reminded me of me. it's been a long time since we've been this connected. i forgot how much i missed living for her. she makes it so hard and so easy to be messed up and no matter what she makes me want to be better. i want to show her what to do and what not to do even if it means fucking up. and part of me thinks i did a little. maybe i didn't screw up as much as i always thought. i love you sister/best friend. you will always be my little, and my goo, but thank you for being wise and being able to hurt and come to me and be strong and be there when i am hurt and weak. i forget that you are still so young and living everything for the first time because you have lived so much with me, but i am glad you can do it unscathed with no scars. you are beautiful and will be stronger than i ever could be.

alh, love you little sister.