pamela1995-

Una foto es suficiente para alegrar mi día o destruirme. 

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I hate that you're the only thing I can think about..
          I hate feeling too much.
          I hate the fact that you don't even know me but I don't wanna look at anything else now that I saw you...
          Isn't it strange that feeling? I love what I feel, I love it and hate it and I wish I could feel it forever, like I wish it was you always... I wish my heart would never best again for someone else, yet I wish you could love me just as much. In my dreams you do. 
          I am in love and I hate it...because then all of a sudden my heart, my emotions, my thoughts don't belong to me anymore, my words, my actions...is all because of you and I'm jealous, you get all of me just existing, and probably you'll never know how I feel, even if you did I don't think you'll realize how real my feelings are, this all consuming kind of love I feel when I hear your voice, or see you smile, even if it's just from afar... Damn it, I'm screwed. 

pamela1995-

Mi corazoncito casi se rompe cuando uno de mis niños me dijo que el me estaba buscando a mi en el público del festival porque sabía que nadie iba a venir a verlo. Quisiera ser su maestra toda la vida, los voy a extrañar con el alma. Aunque me intimidaban mucho y me hicieron llorar el primer día, ser su maestra fue lo más bonito que me ha pasado. <33

pamela1995-

Although this was my first real job according to my degree and so on it was so frustrating and I felt so useless...I felt many many things but I did something good since my students refuse to let me go, one of them told me "You're the teacher I know I can always count on, I don't want you to go miss" my heart, another draw me a heart and said "I drew it so it is never empty" I'll miss the hell out of them