My relationship with my sister can be perfectly defined by the year 1999. During the same year that I tried to smother her in her sleep for snoring, I also tried to run over her ex-boyfriend with my truck for being a dick to her.
|1991 - 1995 - 2002|
I love taking pictures with my little sister, because I always end up being (on the) right.
The brunette to my red, the Italian to my Irish, the 50's pin-up to my 80's groupie, the Girly to my Geek, the sass to my sarcasm, the Mini Mouse to my Jem.