Why do we fight?

Today I was sitting here thinking about my girl Anna and I thought to myself, Anna is the only one of my friends who I argue with, get mad at and have drama with.

I wondered why, then it hit me. We arent just friends, we’re sisters. And sisters know they can’t stand each other most of the time, but have a deep loyalty and love for each other that helps them get over any dispute. So Anna, you’re the chick I love to hate.

And yes, it’s all your fault!