Sisters are a strange breed...

I hate people leaving.

I hate being left alone.

I hate realizing that it affects me way more than I want it to.

I hate everyone expecting me to get over it and to just deal with it.

I hate not being able to get over it and to just deal with it (believe me, I want to!)

I hate being weak.

I hate realizing I am not that strong after all.

I hate depending on others for happiness.

I hate not enjoying TV cuz no one is there to watch it with me.

I hate Mc-Dz tasting like rubbish when im all alone in an empty lounge, eating it.

I hate everyone asking me, how you holding up girl.

I hate finding something funny and not having anyone around to share it with.

I hate leaving coffee mugs everywhere with no one around to tell me to pick up after myself.

I hate having no furry ball of a cat sleeping on my books, in my bag, in my bed and leaving cat
hair behind.

I hate never realizing in these last three years that you must have felt this way too every
summer (im sorry… :( )

I hate missing people I spend 16 hours of every single day with.

I hate missing two of the most important people in my life.

I hate missing you two cuz that just means you arent here where I am.



Love you two so so sooooo much! You guys mean the world to me!