Sis, You're the optimistic dreamer out of the two of us, and I am the Pessimistic realist. So often do I find myself pulling out of my level of what is real, and looking up, to dream, thanks to you- But now that your dreams have turned to the unrealistic Nightmare, It is time I pull you out of the clouds, and cure your fears of ineptitude with a dose of what is real.
You fear that people only like you for what you act like. That is true, for some, but for others, what you act like only begins to define who you are. Those of us that have delved into your thoughts, your soul, your very being- We know who you are, and who you are is what draws us to you.
That sweet, adorable creation you have mustered up the strength to base your existence here around, you seem to think that it is what we think of you as. That is incorrect.
Christina, allow me to illuminate who I know you to be. You are wise, far beyond your years- the experience of events to come already lodged in your mind. You are beautiful, though you may not always realize it- The true beauty of a woman resides within you. You are Strong, God's true contender- Your emotional power matched only by your wisdom. Lastly, you are intelligent, able to discern what is correct and incorrect at a glance.
You think that you and sweets are one in the same? No. Christina, you are you, Sweets is naught but your puppet.
Now look at me, leaving these long rants on the comment pages of others... What would Mama think if she saw me doing this? Toodle-oo!
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