Siblings. We all love 'em.
Siblings. We all hate 'em.
We never get tired of 'em, even when we're tired of 'em.
We miss 'em when they're gone, but wish they'd disappear when we're with 'em.
As we are young, we prank 'em and fight with 'em and steal their candy.
But as we grow older, they become more and more important to us.
I hate my younger siblings as much as I love them. Alot of times I wish they wouldn't even exist.
But, I also know that when we are wiser and older we will laugh at the stupid names we called each other.
( At least I think so )
Well, until then, I'll keep fighting with 'em, keep pulling their legs, keep pinching 'em when they sit next to me.
If my siblings ever read this, I guess they'll know what to expect for many more years to come. <3
Love you Joz and Kelvin!