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You’ll be each other’s best friend some day

We fought about everything, just like any siblings. My mom’s solution was to make us hold hands and say something nice about each other. My dad would just repeat his tired old line, “you’ll be each other’s best friend someday”. As IF!!––Clueless was my jam back then My sister’s and I are S P A C E D out, in comparison to the rate at which I had children. I’m the oldest, smartest, wisest, quite possibly the tallest at 5’3″, and cursed with the smallest boobs. I had six wonderful years as my parents pride and joy until Meagan came…

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