twila.

Someday I will have my own place. My world won’t be confined to my room. I will stumble sleepily through the house in the morning, opening the blinds. I will sit out in the backyard and look at the stars. I will go out whenever I want to. I will survive long enough to have that.

teachers need mental health training. not to help students solve their complex health issues by any means, but to notice that missing a day of school is the least of our worries. to notice that an A+ doesn’t matter when your entire world is falling apart. teachers need to be trained to notice the unique cry for help instead of criticising it. telling a student that they’re failing and putting their future at risk does not cause progression.

men who try to shame women for liking calming games like animal crossing or minecraft or whatever are so pitiful. like maybe if u planted some virtual flowers to some calming music for a few hours u wouldnt be such a lil bitch

idc if u like winter or autumn or whatever nothing tops summer evenings when the sun hasnt fully set and the air is still warm but theres a light breeze and everything is getting more quiet except for the birds and crickets and its a perfect time to go on a walk and just breathe