Dear Brother,
I’m sorry that when I take you out, my friends think you’re a lesbian. I’m sorry that they sometimes mistake you for me. I’m sorry they constantly refer to you as ‘adorable’ and ‘so cute.’ I know how you rather dislike it.
However, you are adorable, and we do look eerily similar (although I wouldn’t consider myself adorable).
Thanks for putting up with all of that stuff. Thanks for keeping me young by asking me to play with you. Thanks for the hours of entertaining math, music, French, and history homework.
You are definitely my best friend (no offense to anybody else),
Peat
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