Floccinaucinihilipilification.

What I learned from this is a lot of medical professionals have had to explain to people they can’t run out of blood and live

And a real medical professional shouldn’t have to stick you multiple times to draw blood. 

In her defense, my doctor is at a teaching hospital, so there are always students, residents, interns etc. learning. The doctor or nurse or flabotomist asks permisssion for their student to practice on you, and I usually say yes unless I’m feeling particularly sick tht day and don’t want to risk exactly this.

Also I really took a blind shot at spelling phlebotomist huh

Flabotomist

You have to be nice to me I have a rare no-blood disorder

PASTRY - your God is dead, the god of gluten and madness is risen, abandon all hope ye who enter here

the great british bake-off (2010-present)

Stop being mean to me I’ve got eyes and I’m not afraid to cry

my kink is avoiding a popular song, riding out it’s popularity & over-saturation & then enjoying it during it’s decline

I remember first learning that you can cry from any emotion, that emotions are chemical levels in your brain and your body is constantly trying to maintain equilibrium. so if one emotion sky rockets, that chemical becomes flagged and signals the tear duct to open as an exit to release that emotion packaged neatly within a tear. Everything made sense after learning that. That sudden stability of your emotions after crying. How crying is often accompanied by the inability to feel any other emotion in that precise moment. And it is especially beautiful knowing that it is even possible to experience so much beauty or love or happiness that your body literally can’t hold on to all of it. So what I’ve learned is that crying signifies that you are feeling as much as humanely possible and that is living to the fullest extent. So keep feeling and cry often and as much as needed

SHIT WHAT

Never would have known

Ah yes, the emotions: grief, change, onion, humor

(wakes up at reasonable hour) (stays in bed for two more hours)

(goes to bed at a reasonable hour)(stays awake for two more hours)

ah, the duality

“I’M GETTING BETTER”

Bring out your dead. Eh, close enough.

IM NOT YET DEAD SIR

You left out the part where the ant, believing HERSELF to be dead, stayed in self imposed exile in the ant graveyard until the acid wore off and she realized she was not supposed to be in the ant graveyard.

@finite-experience, this seems like the sort of thing you’d like to see

Ant 2, returning to the colony: i lived bitch

she is WHAT? sickening

I’m not even kidding I teared up a lil

mom

This is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen

if something makes you go ’!!!!’ inside it’s worth keeping around

-Marie Kondo

having an anxiety disorder is like having a dog that barks at intruders but also barks at nothing a lot so you’re always like. what is it boy??? what do you see??? what’s wrong?? like no. it’s nothing. nothing is wrong. my brain’s just a nervous puppy who yaps at the wind.

I can stomach bro-type boys who actually are quite sweet and loveable beneath their bro exterior significantly more than like, guys who study philosophy and write “poetry” but beneath it all actually have the skewed moral compass and heedless self absorption of your common or garden bro.

chris evans vs james franco

call me when your heart remembers.

I love how confused adults get with our humor and vine refrences cause like i just replied to my brother with ‘four female ghostbusters?? the feminist are taking over!!’ and he just screams ‘IM AN ADULT VIRGIN’ and my mom still has no idea what we’re talking about

Sometimes I fear we accidentally created a new language

why fear it when you can embrace it

road work ahead??