To those people who had siblings growing up, they know exactly annoying they can be.
Most especially, when you’re around the same age.
They’re the most sarcastic, smelliest, and meanest person you know.
They know your childhood secrets and treat them as blackmail for friends visiting over.
You’re never safe when they’re around.
But despite all that, you know you’ll have your siblings around when shit hit the gutters.
They’re there for you for you and I’m glad to have them around.
Just being there knowing I have someone who I can go to makes the world less heavy.
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