What can I say about you besides that you're the best older brother that anyone could ever ask for on the face of the planet?
You're my rock; you've been there through issues with friends, heartbreak, loss, fights with mom and all that jazz. Despite that we're not related by blood, as much as we are by adopting one another, there's no doubt in my mind that you really are my brother, and that in some crazy mix-up, God decided to get creative and separate us just so we could find each other again.
I can't tell you how thankful I really am for everything you've done for me. You've kept me sane in an otherwise insane world; and we've had our share of moments of going insane together, if not for good measure. :]
We've done and seeing everything, I think. We've free-styled, texted weird pictures back and forth, watched Doctor Who while munching oreos, we've talked mess and gotten into extreme arguments about how much we value the other person, we've taken over muggle and wizard England with Benedict and Eolande, and desolated the existence of thousands of innocent lives.
Teehee. :D
Haha, but yes.
You're my brother. My unrelenting family. I can trust you with everything.
I simply wish this one thing: that you could see your value in the same light that I do.
I love you, brudder. Conizzle.
Love,
Little Sister
Funky Fresh
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