Shimabuku, Sea and Flowers, 2013
"Here we find Shimabuku wondering about where the flower came from, and how it got there, and deciding to illustrate its voyage by offering the sea petals without knowing if, someday, they will make a landfall somewhere. As we are well aware, though, it is not really the arrival that counts."
All I do is cry these days, mainly because (for example) I just went downstairs to ask if anyone was making breakfast and my mum told me she can’t wait for two weeks too come (I’m moving 400 miles away) cause she won’t miss me at all and to go away out of her face.
I don’t understand why your own mum would just come out with something so nasty I already get sad/nervous when I think about going and even if I wanted to stay my parents don’t want me here.
I only just saw this but I got an A* in the subject I wanted an A* in, and I didn’t fail anything at all so no, I did brilliantly thank you not that it’s any of your embarrassing business.