I'm sorry, I ruined your birthday dinner.
I'm sorry, that our parents are wankers.
I'm sorry, that I'm a shit sister, I'm supposed to shield you from the pain of the world but I don't.
I'm sorry, I don't treat you like a sister should.
I'm sorry' I just kinda ignore you and don't act like I give a shit.
I'm sorry, you care more about me than i do about you.
I'm sorry that I pretty much ruin your life. You deserve better than this shit.
I'm sorry, that I take most of the attention from you. I really wish i didn't.
I'm sorry, that I am your sister.
I'm sorry, I'm like this.
I'm sorry, I was born.
I'm sorry.
In truth, you like the pain. You like it because you believe you deserve it, and the fact that you’re putting yourself through pain means you are doing what you, by all rights, ought to do. You’re doing something right. Your ability to withstand pain is your claim to fame. It is ascetic, holy. It is self-control.
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