ate:)

 I miss my sister.


 

When we were younger, we had no one but each other.

We never felt alone.

 Everything was fun.

 

She was pretty. I was strong. She was attractive. I was sociable. 




We were always excited for our birthday.

We never got insecure.

We fight a lot of times but we still share the same room at the end of the day.

We loved playing with our Tita's make up kit. They were like crayons and water color.

We were competitive.

Back then, we thought we could achieve anything, everything.

now waiting for our latest picture.....