My name is Tamar, I'm 16 and this is where I say what I want to say you dumb African
"Life it’s self is only a vision, a dream, nothing exists in an empty space. And you... you are nothing but a thought. "

Time for change, it starts now, so put some knee pads on because I will be falling down. Hands on the concrete, pull myself up, you can try your hardest to keep me down but I will get back up. I'll be weak, ashamed and embarrassed, tears will flow, but in the end I will know. I will be strong on this journey on my own, get up, try again, no need to stay on the floor. It’s hard I know, my feet hurt from this rugged road. Some days with shoes, I walk with pride, other times I’m low but in the end I'm finding out who I am with each hit to the floor.

- Tamar Naalabandian.

Updates:

• My boyfriend slept over my house this weekend, it was AWESOME! I fucking love him.


• My "best friend" and I are having a lot of problems.


• My mom went to the hospital again?


• My work is being GAY, they like never call me in for work -_-'


• My mom said she was going to talk to her work to see if I can start working there, better pay, I'm cool with it :D


• My dad got the Iphone and he's losing his fucking mind with it LMAOOO

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