Gillian strolled in my room last night in a drunken state and crashed on my bed. I looked at the clock and it read 2:34 am. She looked at me and threw her head back, she proceeded to talk, asking me why " we weren't close, why couldn't we have a great sisterly bond."
Well I can't answer that. Its like its cosmically impossible. Its all the excuses we use agaisnt each other stacked up into a wall that divides us. I don't have a problem getting along with my other two sisters. But then again I feel like we share alot ofthe same things (the same sense of humour, simalar style and tastes.)
Gillian and I are complete opposites. Sometimes its an epic battle to get along with her. All I can pin point is I annoy her and she annoys me. Don't get me wrong we have some good times. But no matter what we always fight, weither it be petty or large arguments.It stems back to when we were kids, the things she did to me, she tormented me. I hurt her, I rejected her.
We push each others buttons, we scratch each others skin ontil its irrated. Its a habit we cannot break and its a wall we can not demolish.
I think the answer is deep in our souls.The reasons and explainations are all hidden. Its a like a code that needs to be unlocked.
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Just wait till you guys grow up a bit more. I used to be like that with my cousin (i grew up with him in the same house.) Now it's more like watching each others backs. We're not all super loving like brothers and sisters but we don't do stupid things to each other like we used to when we were kids.
I ve got 3 take your pick.
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