fatandfabulousmermaid:


One of the first things they ask you in the ER is to rate your pain on a scale from 1 to 10. I’ve been asked this question hundreds of times and I remember once, when I couldn’t catch my breath and I felt like my chest was on fire, the nurse asked me to rate the pain. Though I couldn’t speak, I held up 9 fingers. Later, when I started feeling better, the nurse came in and she called me a fighter. “You know how I know?” she said, “You called a 10 a 9.” But that wasn’t the truth. 
I didn’t call it a 9 because I was brave. The reason I called it a 9 was because I was saving my 10…and this was it. 

THIS FUCKED ME UP
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fatandfabulousmermaid:


One of the first things they ask you in the ER is to rate your pain on a scale from 1 to 10. I’ve been asked this question hundreds of times and I remember once, when I couldn’t catch my breath and I felt like my chest was on fire, the nurse asked me to rate the pain. Though I couldn’t speak, I held up 9 fingers. Later, when I started feeling better, the nurse came in and she called me a fighter. “You know how I know?” she said, “You called a 10 a 9.” But that wasn’t the truth. 
I didn’t call it a 9 because I was brave. The reason I called it a 9 was because I was saving my 10…and this was it. 

THIS FUCKED ME UP
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fatandfabulousmermaid:


One of the first things they ask you in the ER is to rate your pain on a scale from 1 to 10. I’ve been asked this question hundreds of times and I remember once, when I couldn’t catch my breath and I felt like my chest was on fire, the nurse asked me to rate the pain. Though I couldn’t speak, I held up 9 fingers. Later, when I started feeling better, the nurse came in and she called me a fighter. “You know how I know?” she said, “You called a 10 a 9.” But that wasn’t the truth. 
I didn’t call it a 9 because I was brave. The reason I called it a 9 was because I was saving my 10…and this was it. 

THIS FUCKED ME UP
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fatandfabulousmermaid:


One of the first things they ask you in the ER is to rate your pain on a scale from 1 to 10. I’ve been asked this question hundreds of times and I remember once, when I couldn’t catch my breath and I felt like my chest was on fire, the nurse asked me to rate the pain. Though I couldn’t speak, I held up 9 fingers. Later, when I started feeling better, the nurse came in and she called me a fighter. “You know how I know?” she said, “You called a 10 a 9.” But that wasn’t the truth. 
I didn’t call it a 9 because I was brave. The reason I called it a 9 was because I was saving my 10…and this was it. 

THIS FUCKED ME UP
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fatandfabulousmermaid:

One of the first things they ask you in the ER is to rate your pain on a scale from 1 to 10. I’ve been asked this question hundreds of times and I remember once, when I couldn’t catch my breath and I felt like my chest was on fire, the nurse asked me to rate the pain. Though I couldn’t speak, I held up 9 fingers. Later, when I started feeling better, the nurse came in and she called me a fighter. “You know how I know?” she said, “You called a 10 a 9.” But that wasn’t the truth.

I didn’t call it a 9 because I was brave. The reason I called it a 9 was because I was saving my 10…and this was it. 

THIS FUCKED ME UP

a-kid-with-his-headphones:

engage-with-zorp:

the-rainbowsaurus:

jethrocane:

walrus-in-the-tardis:

youcantbreakthatwhichisntyours:

ambiguous-ash:

merrymishas:

engage-with-zorp:

I majored in gif making.

More like majored in becoming a hot piece of ass



But you lost all your friends

and your eyesight 

not to mention your sweet bunkbed man what happened

I’m most concerned that you lost your Led Zeppelin shirt. What happened?



As long as you still have that shirt thank god.
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a-kid-with-his-headphones:

engage-with-zorp:

the-rainbowsaurus:

jethrocane:

walrus-in-the-tardis:

youcantbreakthatwhichisntyours:

ambiguous-ash:

merrymishas:

engage-with-zorp:

I majored in gif making.

More like majored in becoming a hot piece of ass



But you lost all your friends

and your eyesight 

not to mention your sweet bunkbed man what happened

I’m most concerned that you lost your Led Zeppelin shirt. What happened?



As long as you still have that shirt thank god.
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a-kid-with-his-headphones:

engage-with-zorp:

the-rainbowsaurus:

jethrocane:

walrus-in-the-tardis:

youcantbreakthatwhichisntyours:

ambiguous-ash:

merrymishas:

engage-with-zorp:

I majored in gif making.

More like majored in becoming a hot piece of ass

But you lost all your friends

and your eyesight 

not to mention your sweet bunkbed man what happened

I’m most concerned that you lost your Led Zeppelin shirt. What happened?

image

As long as you still have that shirt thank god.

Send me a color

arabian-psycho:

lost-in-kuwait:

calibore:

Scarlet - I like you.

Teal - I’d date you.

Red - I love you

Pink - I could stay on your tumblr the whole day.

Yellow - You’re amazing.

Purple - I miss you.

Blue - I want to meet you.

Lilac - You’re cool.

Brown - I don’t like you.

Green - I like your tumblr.

Black - I hate you

White - Delete your tumblr.

Lavender - give me your mortal soul/skype

please?

Please.