Growing up with a sister can go one of two ways. Either you're inseparable best friends by the time you're 20 or you can't stand to be in the same room for longer than 15 minutes because you know that bish is wearing that new top you bought before you ever even got the chance and now you're thinking it looks cuter on her than it did on you in the store and because of that…
* deep breath *… You hate her.
Regardless of the closet-theft going on in your household, you know your sister will always be your true ride or die. Nobody else was there for you when your dirtbag first boyfriend broke your heart. She took the fall for you when you got in a fender bender right after you got your license. And your sister is the one that will be there to bail you out of trouble for the rest of eternity. I suppose she can keep that top… this time.