Tuesday, 5 March 2013
06:27:40 PM (GMT)
I'm bored, out of my mind.
My fucking school closed, because there was supposed to be this BIG snow storm.
It's just snowing out, nothing too bad.
So today, I'm going to talk about me and my sister.
We are about two and a half years apart.
She's the older one, while I'm the younger one.
Everywhere I go or everyone I met, I'm always compared to her.
Oh, your sister is so nice.
Oh, your sister is so smart.
Oh, your sister has such pretty hair.
Blah, blah, blah.
I can actually handle that stuff.
But the stuff I can't handle?
When, people say that I should be just like her.
My grandma asked me the other day, if I was going to donate my hair to locks of
Before I go on, it's a good cause.
I know it is, it's just that I don't want to cut seven inches of my hair off.
That, and I can't, because I died it a couple of times.
And what did my grandma do?
She was like hmp, and walked away.
Like what the fuck?
Can't I be myself?
Why do I have to do everything that she does?
Just for once, I want somebody to notice that I'm me.
That I'm not my sister.
And that's okay, because we can be different.
But I know that's never going to happen.
I'm always going to be compared to her, and I'll just have to live with it.