yesterday i felt all shitty.my sister is a attention whore. period.
sometimes i feel like i hate her, how can she be all 'woopie doopie' ?
whatsoever, we had a conv with my bro while shipping hot chocolate
and he told me
again something that lighted me up.
and that was only a simple phrase:
'The flower that blooms in adversity is the most rare and beautiful of all.'