When I was in kindergarten, there was a new girl named Mia who came from Japan, I believe, and I was assigned to be her helper because she couldn’t speak English. Over the few months we spent together, we became really close, and we had flashcards with the characters for an English word, and we could figure out what she was trying to tell us with those. I actually taught her quite a few different sentences and sayings in English after a while. I remember that she would get nosebleeds often, and each time I would escort her to the nurse, they would tell me to leave but she would make me stay with her. At our school we had a field day and me and her were never apart from each other the whole time. (Shown above) After a while, she had to move away with her family, and I never saw her again. I’ve really wanted to know how she’s changed for a very long time now. I know this is a long shot, but I’ve been wanting to talk to her again over some social network because I’ve missed her for a really long time, and I was hoping some of you guys would reblog for me. I can’t remember her last name.
sweat is just your body crying because it wants you to stop moving
That’s such an interesting way of looking at it…wow…I’m gonna sleep thinking about this….
This guy has very high standards
Wow very high standards…guys these days…
butterflies can’t see their own wings and don’t know how beautiful they are. people are like butterflies
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i know stuff i just dont know how to properly phrase it and that makes me so mad
I know exactly what you mean and it’s like the most frustrating thing ever
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my bed describes my lifestyle
All of above is me! ^
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I’ll never get a text like this man awww haha
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