SHIT I CAN'T MAKE UP: Convo between my 7year-old students today
(Names have been altered slightly, just in case.)
Josie: I have a new crusshhhhh
Matt: Me too! On a boy! Pearl: You’re a boy with a crush on a boy? Matt: Yeah he’s really cute. Pearl: Oh. (pause for a bit) Matt: Boys can like boys. I just an’t marry him because boys can’t marry boys. Me: Yeah they can. You can marry whoever you want. Matt: Really? Josie: YEAH my tia has a wife so now I have a titi and a auntie. Matt: Okay. Then maybe I’ll marry him. Dave: (from across the room) No you can’t you’re seven. (Age was apparently the only foreseeable problem anyone of my elementary schoolers could see with gay marriage. I almost cried out of happiness. Later, when I was asked if boys could kiss anyone they wanted, I replied “only if they want to kiss you back.” And Josie responded “Yeah! Your body your life.”) My students are the shit.
can we take a second here to see that these little kids are acting more mature than a majority of the adult population?
So hi guys. I’m Hanna, and I have a small problem… Well, kind of a big problem.
This is me
And this is my dad uvu
At the moment my father has been trying to find a doctor that can help him out with trying to recover from several pains throughout his body that he has been suffering by for many years now (Before I was born, so like, over 15 years now.).
Now, my mom has been gone out of retirement to start working again to support my dad, her, and myself, along with two animals.
Sadly, she doesn’t get much for the time she works, she recently went through a blood clot so she’s been off of work for a while.
Now… We’re running low on money, like.. REALLY low. To the point where if we don’t get enough money for rent by the end of August, we will be kicked out of our house and will be living on the streets of Tucson, Arizona.
My father and mother have both agreed that this is a good idea to start a donation pool to help with my fathers health issues and getting enough money to live in this house a little bit more.
Please, please, please if there is ANY way you can help my family and I get through, weather it be reblogging this or donating a little bit of money to our donation pool, I will be grateful what ever the thing is you do to help.
If you’d like to donate some money please send it to firstname.lastname@example.org through paypal.
Thank you so much for taking your time to read this, I really appreciate it. I love every one of you guys.
If you guys have any spare cash, send it here!!! If you donate 5 bucks or more, screencap your receipt and submit it to my submit box and I’ll sketch u up somethin nice- anyfin you would like.
So I’ve been drawing the past couple of days on pieces of cardboard because my mom is too much of a lazy ass to go get proper canvas. (Fuck her because the goddamned cardboard bent, fuck everything.)
Anyways, I painted my dad’s Father’s Day gift — it’s a rose and I’m pretty motherfucking proud of the thing. All I have left is to paint my sister-in-law (god rest her soul) for my nephew’s birthday and a portrait of my nephews for my brother’s birthday.
Fuck this is so much work.
I have to clean my room now and I’m happy for the break. Wish me luck~