You are my big sister, you’re suppose to be there for me and love me but your stone cold heart is incapable of feeling anything for anyone else but yourself. I find it hard to love you any more because you’ve changed. I remember the old Chloe, the girl who didn’t speak to me and everyone around her like garbage, the girl who liked spending time with me, the girl who never put me down because of my appearance.
I just really hope you wake up to yourself soon because everyday that goes by, I resent you more and more. I long for a big sister I can go to for advice, go shopping with and have conversations for hours with but you never lived up to any of those things and you probably won’t ever, that’s okay though, I’ll accept that if you just become a better person and at least love me.