SHUT. THE. FUCK. UP.

Ehh. Can. You. Get. The. Facts. Right. You call me YOUR sister. But do you treat me as one. You keep saying I keep hurting you, keep betraying you and I DON'T treat you as my sister. But do you really think I don't. If I don't love you and don't care about you, will I even bother to confront you when i read your blog that day?! You said I MIA from you life, yes, to you maybe. But did you even read my heart? Please, if you want to talk things about me, JUST CONFRONT ME. Don't post it on your blog. And that night, I told you that I'm only free at about 9pm and I told you to call me back. You said I didn't call you back, aren't you the one who didn't call me back? I am still going to care about you because I still give a fucking damn about you.