Treasure Island

sara perry

(07-19-1990 / walla walla washington)

sisters


sisters are there to look up to u
even if u dont talk to them, they are there when u need them
sister can be younger than u or older than u.. the can be friends that act like your sister and u treat them as one.

sisters are true friends that u can talk to about anything..
they are a sibling to u even if they are not blood related to u..

i have many sisters manyly at a school i go to..
i have a dorm full of them.. some i may dislike
and some i wish they were my real sisters...

so yes i have sisters and i am their sister in returned

sisters are forever so dont let them go
cause once they are gone u have no one else in the world
who will listen to your problems..

Submitted: Sunday, May 23, 2010

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