I get it. I'm your sister when you need me. You CARE about me when my help is needed. I'm disposable. Fine. Whatever. I'm so sick of this. You know what, I don't even care right now. I lose my heart & that's it. You don't even bother to show me a little bit respect. Even worse, you think I really feel nothing when you throw me all those hurtful words? So you think its' fun always treat me like I'm the extra one. I'm so downhearted. It's like my heart is shattered into pieces.
XX! With much lurves, Caryne.