~Sister
~Friend
~Fighter

 She was on a mission to do what she wanted to do the most, even if some of it was completely stupid. She wanted scars, adrenaline, and life. 

She rapped faster than anyone in her class, was a math genius, and kept her head up high despite if people ever commented negatively on her. 

Schizophrenia didn't tear her down neither did her depression. She would get into fights for fun, god that was stupid. She fought for me and anyone she cared about from roasts to fists. She would jump off the roof seeing how many different ways she could stick the landing even if it meant lots of bruises or a broken bone.

No matter what happened to her, she would jump.

Nothing could stop her. And even now, I'm sure she's still going. 

❤️ Now I'm taking up where she left off