Drowning Tears With Alcohol

Camilla Poots, 27 year old History Teacher at Plath Academy

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sarahsays replied to your post “i have silverfish and i’m terrified that when i leave, they’ll come...”

i really thought they were fish until reading this :( that is so unfortunate and misleading. good luck dealing with that! that sounds awful im so sorry

hahahah. yeah they’re annoying. although, ironically i’m seeing less of them these days... so maybe i’m driving them away somehow 

ALSO I’M SO GLAD YOU’RE STILL HERE <3

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i have silverfish and i’m terrified that when i leave, they’ll come with...ehhh

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@maxbronte replied to your post “it’s great to see you bbies are all still active, love from your fave...”

R E T U R N 2 M E

IF ONLY I HAD MORE TIMEEEE

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it’s great to see you bbies are all still active,

love from your fave hot mess history teacher,

The Poots

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Kate McKinnon + photoshoots

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most of you have unfollowed me by now, but if you do see this, know that you can always try and contact me through one of my charries’ blogs because i prolly won’t delete them. so if you ever need someone to talk to or whatever, i’m still here for you <3

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     Simon felt the weight lift from his shoulders as soon as Camilla said he could do some extra credit. He knew that she was going to agree with it, but there was still the fear that she wouldn’t agree with it. “Thank you, ma’am,” he said softly, taking the paper carefully, his eyes flicking across the words briefly. “Okay, this… I can do this. Thank you so much.” He flashed her a weak smile. He didn’t know how to answer her though. By all means, considering the life he had, he was actually doing well. Some college scholarships and acceptances, but there was also something inside him that just felt a little broken. “I’m okay, Ms. Poots. I just need to be medicated for a lot of things I can’t afford to be medicated for. I had a bad week last week, but I’ll be okay. I promise.” The words came from him and they sound pretty sure that he would be okay, but behind each sentence there was hesitation and fear that could be picked up by anyone with any common sense.

Smiling softly as he offered her a weak smile, the blonde’s smile faded as he assured her he was okay. “I won’t force you to talk to me about what’s bothering you. But, I do urge you that you do talk to someone about what’s troubling you. It’s no good to keep it bottled up, you know. And if you need medication, I’m sure the school can figure something out. Just talk to the doctor. Or the dean. I’m sure something can be figured out. If you need help, Simon, please ask for it. Don’t be afraid to ask. Whether it’s me, one of the therapists, or another teacher you trust. A friend.... You’re not alone, Simon. Okay? You can talk to me any time. Just come by and I’ll lend you a listening ear, if that’s what you need.” 

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     Admitting he needed help was never one of Simon’s strong suits, especially not with school. He was a straight ‘A’ student and he was a peer tutor! So this was embarrassing. Going to Ms. Poots like this was just embarrassing, especially because she knew he was a good student. This most recent test, the fucking ‘F’ he got was so disappointing. Simon knew he was better than that. Which is why he was shifting nervously outside of her classroom, knowing her office hours were open to anyone who needed to talk about her class or needed help. 

     Siimon still felt like he… He felt like he shouldn’t even be there in the first place! But finally, he knocked on the door and stepped inside her class, feeling the weight on his shoulders get a millions times heavier, like he was young Atlas. “Ms. Poots, I uh– I was wondering if there was a way…” He sighed and sat in the seat across her desk. “Can I– I need– I-I can’t get an ‘F’ and just let myself… Get an ‘F’… Is there anything I can do to fix it?”

Camilla always stayed in the classroom longer than her office hours required her to. Simply because she wanted to be able to help her students as best she could. Besides, she didn’t have much of a social life if she was honest. Most of her free time was spent drinking alone, after all. 

When there was a knock on the door, she looked up from the essay she was grading and offered Simon a soft smile. But the smile quickly grew into a worried frown as he spoke. “Oh, darling. Of course, you can do the extra credit work. That should easily up your grade since you’re such a diligent student and most of your other grades have been quite high so far,” she replied with a comforting smile. Rummaging in the drawer of her desk, she pulled out an extra credit assignment paper. “Is everything alright? You usually do so well. Did something happen? Is there any way I can help you?”

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y’ all what are these anons, and how do i get them?

if anyone wants to plot out connections, hmu, tho

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