this was me when I was an innocent girl living in the middle of farm land.
My life is complicated, and honestly there is a lot to tell, I am more then willing to tell you what you want to know. But now. I will tell you what I can. I am adopted from a tropical place, and was then brought up north as a child to live with my parents. I had a mostly easy life, until I started high school. When I was in high school i didn't have any friends except one, and I think she was in love with me. She always wanted to touch me or do my hair and was always protective of me. But we are both artists and I owe her a lot because I'm not sure if I would have been able to make it through the bullying without her.
A teacher, who I will leave their name unspoken was harassing me, and one day in 11th grade I couldn't take it any more and publicly threatened him if he didn't stop touching me. I was then put into a home for young girls with serious issues. On top of being harassed I was also very depressed. So I went there and got help. I needed help from them. When I was released I decided to go to boarding school for my last year of high school.
apple picking with my school
This is where my friendships flourished. Although living with a bunch of teenagers, three thirds of whom are younger then I is tough, you get used to it. And there were some rough times, and some good times. Some of my best friends were the baddest people you could think of. This boarding school wasn't an elete school. This school was for someone like me, who had a tough go of things and needed a little more support.
my friend and I made clover rings in drawing class
Since my graduation I was accepted to college and I am now studying to be a social worker. And this is where I have met some of my very best friends.
TORNis is here i go by the name LA. You're tough you went through all that and now look at you so beautiful. Fuck others what they say you know. Keep it up and Goodluck
ReplyDeletethank you TORNis. its been tough, but at the same time i have learned a lot.
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