#forrestkitty

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Had a shitty day that consisted of sobbing and feeling hopeless so I went to the river to watch the sunset and listen to pity sex.

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Wtf I was so cute when I was 17

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I think it's so cute when people take you to places/events that mean a lot to them. Nothing feels better to me than seeing the people I care about happy about what matters to them

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On the topic of teachers, I fucking hated my elementary school teachers. They made my life terrible and are a big contribution as to why I was suicidal as a fucking child. I went to a super blond hair blue eyed super rich white kids school and was one of the very few foreign kids. Having not only the students, but the teachers that I'm supposed to be able to trust belittle me and exploit my weaknesses was fucking traumatizing. I was going through the hardest thing my family's ever gone through while being the sickest I've ever been. The few hours I got to escape my broken home were spent consumed with anxiety and feelings of inferiority. But anyway!!! I had really awesome high school teachers who were so understanding and considerate of my mental state and whatever was going on with my life. Seeing the difference the quality of my teachers made on my life really inspired me to want to be able to help kids the way my lovely teachers helped me. For a cause that important to me, I really don't mind having to skip a few meals or living in a tiny apartment.

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Last night at like 3am, Sina and I were laying around talking and laughing and what not and he looked down to me and told me that nothing ever feels bad when we're together

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Today, I asked two of the toddlers at the daycare that I work at what they'd like to be when they grow up. One said he wants to be a train and the other said he wants to be bubbles.