*does laundry but like in a punk way*
HOW THE FUCK IS THERE A GIF FOR THAT
I don’t think you understand how accurate this is.
this is so relevant it hurts.
The second and fifth photos are what I’m about tonight.
this needs to be in every art history books in 10 years
if we are talking in person and i accidentally spit dont even call out i saw it and im dead inside
this is so accurate it hurts
The difference between ten and eleven
Ten just suffered from massive second hand embarrassment.
most times Eleven was the embarrassment
do you ever just start mentally plotting out a story and you suddenly come up with that one scene or that one line and you just think
this will be the scene that makes everyone cry
my friends sister was telling me about how in highschool a guy tried to take a picture up her skirt as she was walking up stairs and she saw, grabbed his phone, broke it in half, and handed it back to him and said “you can tell your mom why your phones broken”
I can’t wait to get married because its like a sleepover every night with your best friend.
That’s the cutest description of marriage I’m not even joking
It’s better than ‘betting someone half your stuff that you’ll love them forever’
when u accidentally hurt ur friends feelings and they insist that its fine but u know it isnt
if someone has a fucking phobia of something don’t be an asshole and play with their fear for your own amusementUNLESS IT’S HOMOPHOBIA. THEN YOU ACT AS NON-STRAIGHT AS YOU CAN AND WATCH THE BLOOD POUR OUT OF THEIR EYES
I am a nurse. For 30 years of my career, I was a labor and delivery nurse. I took care of women through all stages of labor and through their delivery. Due to the many times that I have worked 16 hour shifts, I bonded with many women and helped them through long hours. Finally, through much work on the mom’s part with my guidance, she would be ready to deliver. In would sail the doctor, spend five minutes catching the baby, and then pose for all the pictures. I would hear from the families how wonderful he/she was.
Then why is my back killing me because I stood for two to three hours with a woman in a variety of positions including resting her foot on my shoulder while she pushed? Oh, and did I mention that she is also paralyzed from the waist down from the epidural, so I was also helping to hold her up while she squatted to push?
Why have I had to change my scrub clothes twice in a shift because someone either puked on me or amniotic fluid soaked everything?
Who is it that actually got that IV started while reassuring the poor mom?
Who is it that took the camera out of the daddy’s trembling hand and started taking family pictures because she knew that otherwise there would be no proof that he had even been in the room? And capturing the look of wonder on both parent’s faces at the same time.
Who is it that cleaned up every body fluid that can spew from a human, with a smile on her face and encouraging words for the mortified patient who has never been sick in front of a stranger in her life?
Who is it that tracked down the anesthesia people, chased them out of the lounge, and threatened them with their lives if they didn’t take care of her patient, NOW?
And when things didn’t go well, who was it that took that poor baby that didn’t make it, cleaned it up, dressed it, wrapped it in a soft blanket, and brought it to the broken-hearted parents to hold for the first and last time?
Oh, yeah, Dr. Marvelous is just great.
I’m just a nurse.
Nurses are so underappreciated, like, seriously guys. All of my best memories from hospitals as a child were because of nurses.
..I’ll never forget the first baby I caught as a student nurse because the doctor was out buying a magazine or something because the mom was “only 50 cents’ worth of dilated” and couldn’t possibly be ready to deliver for another three or four hours. Oh yeah.
Most doctors are wonderful. No question. But 90% of the people who take care of you in the hospital are the nurses.
I want to start a new project. Different from anything I have ever done before. I love adventure. Something new. Mysteries, puzzles, codes, anything like that. And because I watch a lot of Perception/White Collar/Elementary, I got inspired to start this project. The idea is to send messages (by post mail) through codes and puzzles using books, newspaper articles, numbers, etc. If you would be interested to participate in this project, please reblog this and send me a messages telling me so, including your name and address.
I can’t wait to get started!
If you have any questions, feel free to ask!