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I’ve always wanted to be a teacher. Sometimes I would imagine myself in other roles, but I would always go back to teacher.

Today, for 17 minutes, a small group of people gathered on my college campus in solidarity with the school walkouts occurring across the country. It was a simple affair – one girl said a few words, a priest said a prayer, and then we stood in silence for the remaining 4 minutes.

Those 17 minutes, they’ve hit me hard. I’ve never experienced gun violence, never known anyone involved in a school shooting. But one thought kept turning around in my head: I don’t want this responsibility. I don’t want “willingness to stand between a student and a gun” written in my job description. It shouldn’t have to be. I want to be a teacher because I want to see students’ eyes light up, NOT the other way around. Is that so much to ask?

I still want to teach. Nothing will change that. I know that school shootings don’t happen every day, that I will likely never have to witness one. I walked into a public school every day for 13 years and never felt unsafe. But, frankly, so did the kids at Parkland. At Sandy Hook. Every one of those schools.

I was lucky. I still am lucky. But it never should have been about luck. School safety should be a given.

Today, think about the students. But also think about the teachers. The administrators. The nurse. The janitor. The cafeteria workers. The librarian. Think about the adults in the building. Think about every person in your school that you took for granted. Do you want “willingness to stand between a student and a gun” written in their job description? Because that’s what it’s come down to.

Something needs to change.

People as decades-

1920s- Star gazing, dances like nobody’s watching, beautiful but doesn’t know it, rainy days, shy, old books, night time drives in the summer, fairy lights, pale skin, drinks tea

1950s- Flawless makeup, amazing singing voice, thick hair, sweetest person you know, mesmerizing eyes, always has snacks, seems shallow but is really nice, sunrises, the smell of lavender, insecure

1970s- Lots of plants, the most amazing jewelry, down to earth, polaroid pictures, soulful, sun kissed skin, plays acoustic guitar, talking into the late hours of the night, beautiful hair, paints

1980s- True crime, colorful wardrobe, game nights with friends, great with animals, candles, contagious laugh, soft music, walks on the beach, bold, writes poetry

1990s- Scrunchies, coolest shoes, movie marathons, baking, adventurous, a leader, sleepovers, fueled by coffee, hilarious, dyed hair, always on the move, dusk, always smells good

2000s- Cotton Candy, acts confident but is scared, walks through the woods, constantly tired, perfect nails, massive cd collection, never knows what’s happening, singing in the car, soft blankets

Reblog with which one you are!

I’m just so fucking miserable rn.

I want to be calm again.

man if u ever in your life have the opportunity to see a therapist i’m literally begging you to do so bc they really do just straighten your stuff out so blunt like when I was 17 my dad died in a fire while he was between life insurance so we had nothing and the bank took our house and we lost like everything and when I was 20 I said I didn’t know why I think the way I do and my therapist said “that’s normal for victims of trauma” and I said “but I haven’t been through any trauma” and the look she gave me was more potent than any verbal wakeup call I’ve ever gotten in my entire life

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Dan Howell has come out…. Happy pride!!

Gryffindor: HAPPY 2020, GUYSS!!

Hufflepuff: Wow, new year! New hopes, new resolutions!

Slytherin: I just want this shit to end already.

Ravenclaw: There are two kinds of people.

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Six weeks ago I was evicted from my childhood home by my mother’s bankruptcy trustee. The eviction was very much against my mom’s will. My mom has had a number of health issues necessitating her being in an assisted care facility. At the time I was saving for an apartment. I never had quite enough to pay the deposit and first month’s rent. Since I’ve had to blow through all of it. I periodically have to contribute money to mom as she isn’t able to work. I have to pay her phone cell bills so we can talk. I often am too poor to get to the suburban neighborhood of the facility.

I book airbnbs for 4-7 days as I can afford. Without airbnbs I’d have nowhere to go. I don’t have family that would help. People I’ve known 18 years won’t even acknowledge a birthday text or a handpainted present.

A week ago my e-mail was hacked. The hacker used their control of my email to change all my passwords and steal all of the money I had for food, transportation, and shelter. I did get it sorted but still have not received any of my regular distributions from Etsy. I haven’t had one in well over 10 days because of that disgusting hacker. I have to get a new airbnb as my current booking is up tomorrow.

In addition to being hacked my mom had a breathing crisis. Being 5'11 112lbs, still recovering from viral pneumonia and crazy high pollen counts are a bad combination. I had to go be with her. She’s back at the rehab facility now with a prescription for an immunosuppressant.

I’m in a really desperate situation. I’ve set up a 40% off sale on etsy for purchases $50+. The sale coincides with Mother’s Day.

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However it takes time for money to clear through etsy and then my bank. So for tumblr followers only I’m having another sale. I receive money via PayPal and Venmo instantly so

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