Mid90s- The sista
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Opposite of her brother. But not completely, she still loves to party, skate, and trespass. 

Goofy just doesn't intoxicate herself with alcohol and make bad decisions like her brother. But don't get me wrong, she can get high now and again. One da she gets in a big fight with her brother.

~"That's it, I'm dying my hair and getting colored contacts." I said with tears in my eyes. "Why would you wanna do that?" 

Fuckshit said slurring his words. "I don't want to resemble you in any way! You ruin my life! Do you even realize how fucking stupid you are?" I took the bottle of alcohol from his hand and threw it to the ground.

I saw my brother eyes tear up but I didn't give a fuck. "Come on goofy don't be like...that." He tried coming closer to me. "Go die." I said coldly. He stop dead in his tracks, tears now running down his face. Fuck him I hope that bitch dies.~

Authors note❤️ I will try to update as much as I can.
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