Let's face it

You run me around in circles, and eventually I realized it. Peachy keen is all your style and there's too much going on for me to feel the same. If only you knew what thoughts go through my head, then maybe you would understand me. I am sorry for making you feel the way you do, I am. And I hope by the end, you'll understand how difficult I take things too.

I hope and pray that all these situations work themselves out.

Ps. I love my sister.