Hi skylar! Do you know what dragons are? What about fairies or goblins?
hi avarity.Live then you be the big like the colors they come on best.
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Hi skylar! Do you know what dragons are? What about fairies or goblins?
hi avarity.Live then you be the big like the colors they come on best.

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Hi Skylar! I just wanted to say that seeing your posts on tumblr brighten my day. Your love of bees and other small creatures is adorable!
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When I was in 6th grade there was a trend going around in my class where girls would run their hand across their chest slightly below their collarbones kind of as a way to get other girls attention. This was a thing that none of the boys understood and only the girls who started it knew why it was happening. My entire class was doing this motion for 3 months until it started spreading around the school and our principal made it against the rules to do it because kids were doing it in the middle of class and our principal probably thought it was a gang sign. Anyway because I couldn't stand not knowing why it was happening I asked one of the girls who started it what it meant. And she made me promise not to tell anyone. She told me that the only reason it started was because it was cold in the classroom one day but she didn't want to rub her breasts in the middle of class so her friend suggested just rubbing the area above them. KIDS IN OUR CLASS WERE DOING THIS FOR MONTHS.
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My family is a bunch of twats. I have to share a bathroom with them and if I happen to leave ONE SHAMPOO BOTTLE off of my designated shelf instead of putting it back on the shelf THEY HIDE ALL OF MY BATHEING STUFF Today i went into the shower and saw that my shit was gone and so i went to look for it. when I found it they had hidden it on the Highest shelf in the cabinet. I could barely fucking reach it!

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I feel like a crappy human being.
When I held out the bag to her I she looked at me concerned and asked if it was my savings. The only thing I could THINK to say besides "No I'm fine!" was its just some change that I had left over from buying my lunches every day but I didnt say that because 1 It sounded so flippant, It felt like I was going to come off as saying "No I don't care about this money I don't need it I have a roof over my head and food in my stomach this handful of change is basically shit to me."
it wasn't true, it wasnt MY MONEY, when my grandma had handed me her purse I never even thought of MY OWN WALLET that was in my backpack with about 30 dollars and 5 dollars worth of change in it My subconscious mind had thought NO THIS HANDFULL OF CHANGE IS GOOD ENOUGH FOR A WOMAN WHO RELIES ON THE KINDNESS OF OTHERS TO SURVIVE. What the actual hell brain! I HAVE A TWENTY IN MY POCKET RIGHT NOW I HAD THAT TWENTY IN MY POCKET WHEN I WAS TALKING TO HER. Why DID I NOT THINK to reach my hand into my pocket and pull out the money.
Really that money, that change, that I gave her didn't even hold it's actual monetary value for me. I refuse to use handfuls of change to pay for things. I don't know why, So I just keep my change in a can. I don't really plan on Cashing out the said can That's just where I keep it. WHY DO I KEEP IT?! There are people withing 2 miles of my house that could use the money to EAT! THEY COULD USE IT TO PROVIDE THEIR BODY ENOUGH NOURISHMENT TO LIVE ANOTHER DAY and here I am HOARDING IT IN A CAN.
I feel like I have failed myself and humanity. I dont even know anymore. I have always considered myself to be a good person. But wow i dont even know if I can do that anymore. I Think I'll go stare at myself in the mirror angrily for a few hours.
So i let my cat in my room because he had been sleeping outside my door, he crawls on my bed and lays in the fucking middle of it.
The little Shit.
More personal blogging, this ones about life and babies and marriage and the future in general. And mucch like this title its a ton of me just rambling on and on with no general purpose but to put words to my thoughts.
On the one hand I could try to raise them blind to peoples gender race etc. But how do you do that what children's perceptions are shapped by absolutely EVERTHING around them. How can I preach to them a world of tolerance and accaptance when outside there are people making money off the suffering of others and making sexist remarks to a girl who decides she wants to dress in certain ways. Where religion has become a problem leading to blood shed and not the answer and absolution that I want it to be. where people still make judgements based on race and you should be afriad to walk down the streets alone at night.
And I wouldn't be the only source of influence. If I was then my children would be in their own little bubble, but children for the most part can not be put in bubbles. Thats considered child abuse under most circumstances.
The reason I turned out the way that i did was because I was left to my own devices mostly. Yes i was provided with a home clothing and food, but my life was pretty unstable growing up. My mom was so caught up with her husband that she pretty much bought me books and dolls and I was just left alone. I was an only child so I didn't really play with anyone but my imaginary friends. I also lived in a basement but thats a different story.
So essentially who I am was forged in loneliness and neglect. I don't want my children to have the same experience. I don't want them to ever feel alone or neglected because A child shouldn't go through that. I'm not sure if I know HOW to parent though. I know I wont be able to handle it alone. So I also worry that if I do decide to marry someone and have children with them that they need to stay...
I dont know I just got an invitation for one of my friend's wedding. She's my age with two children and is getting married in a few months. I dont have much faith in marriage in general so is it wrong that I see their marriage flaming out within a few years? What if he just leaves her. i live too far away to help her if something like that happens but I dont think a mother with multiple children should ever have to do it alone.
I'm not saying single mothers are bad. I'm just saying I think everyone should have a support. My mom before she met last husband was supported by my grandparents. After that husband was supported by myself and her friend. I'm not saying these were IDEAL situations but yeah she still had someone.
I dont know maybe i'm just super co-dependent, in the way that i dont want to function without someone to function with. I'm not saying a romantic partner because god knows I handle being single really well. But I need someone around me a friend or family member to just take my mind of this fucking depression I have to deal with. Not to dump it on them just for them to be a distraction for me.
Because I cant function without a distraction. the worst thing you can do is leave me to myself with nothing to do but think. I'd be sobbing on the floor scratching cuts into my arm in an hour.
UGhhhhhhhh I dont know just things man... things