collection of last nights blurred photos. clearly we were too drunk to function.
i met a lovely somali lady by the name of kavata at the bar today who was also an alcoholic. she wants me to babysit her kids. haha.
there is no point for this post.
I'm happy for you too! :) Thank you for inadvertently making me feel not alone. :)
no problem love. <3 my day has been made.
Well, I'm glad. :) Personally for me being in a group home and foster home wasn't as bad as other people have it. Even though I hated my foster home. If anything, I'm thankful for it. Because it gave my parent's and I time to mend our relationship and now we love each other very much. :) And yeah! I'm glad you understand where I was going with that post, :P
well that’s good. i’m happy for you. :)
I didn't know you were adopted! I almost had to be, but I was in a foster home for like 6 months. But it was like, if my relationships with my biological parent's didn't work out anymore THEN i'd be placed in an adopted home. I went from group home (6 months) to foster home (6 months) to real home. Does that make sense? o...o When I saw that you were adopted, even though I never was I felt like...I'm not alone? If that makes any sense too haha
yeah because it’s the same kinda struggle, although i never had to go through the whole group home or bouncing from foster home to foster home thing because my parents had me all my life. i was their foster child from birth to i was like 5 or 6 and then they adopted me. i guess you can say i’m somewhat lucky.
In spite of everything, I still believe that people are truly good at heart…