You ruined me and I just stood there letting it happen all without realising it because I loved you. I loved you and you ruined me. Read that a couple times over, let that sink in. You meant everything to me, but you ruined me. Now all that love I had for you, yea it’s still here, but that don’t mean I am going to ride for you like I did before. Nope, any more. I love you still and probably always will, but when you need me, I won’t be there anymore. Why? Because sisters don’t just switch up, not if they were genuine. Family don’t hurt family, no, not the way you hurt me. Because family isn’t suppose to fuck someone up mentally and physically. Why won’t I ride for you like I did before? Because you fucking ruined me but I still kept you around and now I realise I never should have put up with any of your bullshit in the first place. I was blinded by my loyalty to our friendship, but clearly you must’ve lost all that loyalty and respect for me a long time ago. I should’ve burned bridges with you a long time ago.Maybe I wouldn’t have been so broken and damaged to begin with if I did.