and just getting into Sailor Moon, and drawing, I was forced to stay in the house of my dreaded Aunt and Uncle, both of whom I still despise to this day.
Out of my five cousins, the only one I was ever close to was Sydney. She was the cutest little thing, with a precious lisp, a loose front tooth, and whispy blond hair. She and I would sit around drawing Sailor Moon OCs and making up stories.
And I hoped SO MUCH that she wouldn’t turn out like her preppy, fashionable, snotty sisters.
Well… My hopes were in vain. I see her, now an adult or nearly so, posting the stereotypical party girl poses and making one line posts about vague crap just to get people to ask her if she’s okay so that she can say she doesn’t want to talk about it.
*sigh* So disappointed…