It wouldn’t be so bad if we just threw up our hands instead of feeling something.
It wouldn’t be so bad if we just threw up our hands instead of feeling something.
Sometimes I actually really hate seeing you after months apart,
because then I have to remember how much I miss you.
I love you and I’m sorry if I don’t tell you enough. I am so lucky to have you as my best friend.
I know that by medical standards I’m decently healthy for the time being,
but I still fall asleep almost every night terrified that I’m never going to wake up.
I am falling asleep but must…keep…watching…ER…
I JUST BOUGHT A BUTTON WITH ALEX KINGSTON’S FACE ON IT.
So my hard drive broke.
And it’s finals week.
And I lost hours and hours worth of work.
And now I don’t have a computer to redo any work.
I’ve been watching Once Upon A Time with my roommates all day and we’ve been screaming at the tv a lot.
I know understand why you people are so in love with this show.
Well I just spent an enjoyable 6 hours in the ER. But I’m not bleeding internally! Hooray!
So, weird question.
Have any of you ever had a pseudo-aneurysm, or have you ever had your artery nicked, during a heart biopsy/cath? Where you’ve had internal bleeding around your heart?
My chest area feels weird and I’ve somehow convinced myself that my heart is bleeding.
I’m supposed to be cleaning and packing but instead I’m dancing around my room to a 90’s playlist on 8tracks.
halp.
Does anyone who follows me (or anyone surfing any of the tags I’m tagging this in) have an invite to AO3 I could have? I have a bunch of stuff I want to put up, but I’m going to have to wait four months otherwise.
I just really don’t want to clutter up my personal tumblr, although I guess I could make a side account too…
Anyway, I digress. I will love anyone who can get me an invite forever and ever and ever.
I WILL NEVER BE OKAY EVER AGAIN
There’s this club that I want to go to at 5:30 but since my transplant I’ve had the biggest and most overwhelming social anxiety. Like, I want to sit in a corner and cry just thinking about going to this but I WANT TO GO but I don’t ugh.
There are some days I really feel like I have my life together, and then the next day I’m laying in my bed eating mashed potatoes.