Aubri

i love your profil ! ♡
          happy valentines day btw !!

There's something thats really been weighing on my heart lately, and it won't stop coming up in my thoughts, the feelings about it won't go away. 
          
          So I'm here to ask y'all for help, this is the platform where I have the biggest following. 
          
          I don't know what I wanna do exactly, but I wanna help people, ik my brothers in debt, ik people who are stuck in terrible situations and I can't lend a hand cause I'm barely getting by myself! That's the part that kills me I can't help
          
          Ik we don't have a homeless shelter in my town. But I also wanna do something for people trying to escape abuse or get on their feet after abuse, help the kids with depression, I want there so be a place to help anybody, and I want it to be a non profit, it will run off what others feel the need to donate. 
          
          If you've read any of my books you know they're to bring awareness to abuse and assault mostly, I've been through that, but my dad was verbally abusive, he hit me once. But he's putting my mom through it rn cause she waited almost 38 years to divorce him
          
          I was assaulted when I was 16 and almost raped a few months ago, this guy I barely started dating got drunk then got mad when I kept saying no. 
           
          (More in the comments-) 

Gosh I m happy o came across your account 

"Had to taste the salt to love the sweet" 
          
          -set if off "happy all the time"

"Stretch, show them your wingspan"
          
          -Liza Koshy
          
          She said this in an interview, she said it so effortlessly like she didn't even think, idk why but I loved that phrase 

"Never wrestle with a pig. You'll both get dirty, but the pig will enjoy it"
          
          -Mrs. Goodwin from Chicago Med

Paste  this ✨on  the✨ ten  nicest✨ people’s  profiles✨ and  if  you ✨ get  10 ✨ back  then ✨ you  are ✨ really  special♡♡♡♡

WE DID IT GUYS 300 FOLLOOWERSSSSSS!!!!! 
          
          But seriously thank you guys so much! 
          
          Yes I realized I never posted that some fic I promised for 200 followers. But it's written I swear! 
          
          But what should we do to celebrate this moment? 

Am I the only on having issues with the whole pulling up comments on a book? Or is wattpad being a butt? 

So guys, my dad was on his way to pick me up from work. And he has to go on this long stretch of highway before he get to town. My works almost 11 miles away. 
          
          Anyway! 
          
          He was telling me this story and it freaked me out
          
          There was a dude laying 6 inches from the white line, my first thought was he either got hit by a car or he's suicidal. 
          
          My father saw him, stopped and found a spot to turn around.
          
          And fight before town there's a border patrol station or headquarters or something, so there was a border patrol cop behind my father and thought something was wrong so followed my father. He later claimed he didn't even see the man
          
          My father said he saw his leg move. My father called 911 and was on the phone with dispatch when the officer got out of his car and approached the man. My father didn't get out of the car incase he was just trying to hijack my fathers car. 
          
          But he was COMPLETELY FINE!!! 
          
          He just came out of that neighborhood and was heading to another town and layed at the side of the road. 
          
          It was 11pm !! (23:00) 
          
          My only question was why? 
          
          And when I was at work I saw an ambulance go by. Everytime I see a first respond of any kind I think of what my sister told me 
          
          I was in a car accident with my mother while my sis was at work and later in the hospital she told me "I saw the ambulance and cops go by and I wondered what happened but I wouldn't have guessed something happened to you guys" 
          
          So whenever I see first responders I think maybe my family got hurt or something
          
          And then I looked out in the parking lot and noticed my father wasn't there yet and I was off, even clocked off 3 minutes late. 
          
          I didn't know that I was actually right. 
          
          But that's a little storytime for today. It was crazy. My anxiety spiked just thinking about being in that situation