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An organ of love.

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. 

Omg THIS PART *cries a river*


I don’t chase people anymore. I learned that I’m here, and I’m important. I’m not going to run after people to prove that I matter.


lebaenese:

My goal is to be that rich single aunt that flies everywhere and wears designer clothing and brings expensive gifts to her less successful family members


b0yscout:

cybergata:

Elephants walking through a rain forest.

i thought these were bunnies in a field of grass but ok

b0yscout:

cybergata:

Elephants walking through a rain forest.

i thought these were bunnies in a field of grass but ok


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