Happy biryhday to my baby sister, Ashley (smashers, as I like to call her). I was 5 when my sissy came in to this world. I hated her for all the attention she got. Growing up, I took care of her and tried my best to protect her from all the ugly in the shitty hand we were dealt. That hand created a bond between us that can never be broken, she is my rock, my best friend, my light in the dark and what I consider home. We're as different as night and day, but I wouldn't trade her spoiled butt for all the money in the world. Show me your bestie.
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on Oct. 2, 2012 at 4:50 PM