This picture is so us. Disclaimer, I have one big brother and one big sister. We are 13 years and 10 years apart. Crazy to think that we still can be "friend" with that big age gap. I can't say that we love each other that much, but we are. So if you look at the cat picture beside, that ragdoll is my me, that tuxedo cat is my sister and that orange cat is my brother. Let me elaborate:
That orange cat is my brother because he is soooooo nonchalant like, idgaf about what you do or have done. As long as you happy and you already think about it beforehand, I'll just there. Well it is nice at least to have someone there but not really intervene with your life that much.
That tuxedo cat is my sister because she likes to make some drama in life. She loves attention and her biggest and number one desired victim is no other than ME. She likes to be heard, pampered, remembered, and to give any kinship. But I cannot deny that she is the one who has a bigger voice in my life, like she is so vocal and can just be my representation when I am soooo introvert and does not want to have any interaction with other people, especially my parents.
And last but not least, that ragdoll cat is ME.
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