Sunday, January 30, 2011

Mi Seister

This is her, this is my sister. I don't care what anyone has to say about her. She is the realest of them all. She knows everything though not being the best in school. This girl is going places. If you ever meet her and she says you're cool; write that day on the calendar and cherish your life. There is no one out there like this maggot. She is what she is and she wont give you any bs.

I idolize her, her art is fabulous. Her friends are rare and the greatest people. Her ideas are weird and simple but fantastic and uncommon. Her love is strong and rare. She rarely cares for others but if she does you must take into realization that that person has a meaning.

When we talk and have heart to heart realizations it makes me feel so much better about my life. I don't think many realize the biggest compliment I can receive is when my sister is on my computer, in my room, listening to my music, reading what I've written, or taking recommendations from me and enjoying what she's getting out of it. When I inspire my sister it means the world to me.

Oh and final few fun facts:
We had to have a babysitter for ages because my parents were afraid Maggie would beat me up. So at a time she went to school with our babysitter.
My sister tends to find me hilarious (I can be naturally funny), so she'll try to steal my jokes. Or i'll have events of my life carried on in memory by her telling others of how I can be silly.

^A Taste Of Her Art and Aspect^

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