Happy birthday my angel. Share this: Facebook Print Email Twitter Reddit Pinterest Tumblr Loading... I heard someone wailing – it was a terrible sound 11.1.2012 The last photo I ever took of Vic On Thursday night I slept from 12 until 3.30. I woke up with a start,and it was Danie’...
Netflix, Reddit, YouTube, etc. we’re all probably guilty of it to a certain extent. Dozing off to sleep while trying to catch up on our favorite TV show or latest news is the bane of our collective existence these days. There is a lot of bad news involved with that seemingly innocu...
but this guy demanded to meet our thirteen-year-old decoy girl tonight. Thirteen. His profile’s pretty limited, but all signs point to him being in his mid-50s, and potentially a teacher, which
It was so wild that Beatriz and You Jing took turns to merlion their night’s intake, I remember Beatriz sticking her neck out of my car window while it was in motion (wtf), and You Jing dying three minutes before arriving at my home where Clement was going to pick her up, puking a...
(Life of a teacher – you never lose the guilt of not doing what you should be, even if you are unwell.) And Lil Man appears to have caught some version of the bug, now. He’s off work, too. And now we hit Thursday. Still coughing quite a bit, and very tired. I could get ...
That’s why the 53-year-old artist and teacher will sometimes tack up one of her in-progress drawings where her room full of eighth-graders can see it, saying, “Okay, five things. Critique my work.” At first, they praise her art, and tell her she’s the best artist ever. “Then...
Until now, I thought I was cutting my wrists. I wasn’t. The cuts… they’re letters. I’ve been carving a name onto my arm. Credit: MinisterofOwls (Reddit)
After the history lesson in front of the Cathedral, I bid my temporary teacher farewell and walked past the structure, aimlessly. Past souvenir shops and restaurants, I was in search of something that I ran out of in Barcelona: toothpaste. I searched for a length of time that I care not...
I’m doing my best to sort those things out (moving to a place where friends are, looking for a new therapist), but I don’t really know anyone who gets the trans stuff – I always have to be the teacher. So it’s hard for me to talk about my confusion, and my very pronounced...
5. Never have I ever flirted with a teacher. But they’re not that old! 6. Never have I ever been to prom. Is it sad if I say no one asked me? 7. Never have I ever sworn at a classmate. It’s the golden rule. I wouldn’t want anyone to swear at me too. ...