perfectlyadequateblogger replied to your post:
tell elle to cover your shift dat bitch
but she’s already working tonight baaaawww
I’m at work and it’s so busy and I bashed my hand open on the candy case and idk if this one girl is gonna stay and close for me
It’s michael’s birthday and I’m broke and can’t buy him a gift or make him a cake or do anything nice and I can’t even spend his birthday with him and I’m out of cigarettes and I want I cry
Episode 1 of a web series I’m working on.
More coming soon.
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My mom has never been one for pictures so the only ones I really have are those from when I was a kid.
It’s always been the two of us. My dad resides in New York City and I see him once a year. He does what he can to support me, but it’s my mom that I’ve lived with all of my life. She’s the one who has been there for every Christmas, every birthday, every heartbreak and every achievement. She’s the one who worked two jobs to keep us going while I attended university. She’s my rock.
On January 1st, my mom, Marie, suffered from a heart aneurysm and an acute heart attack. On January 2nd she was rushed to Upstate Hospital in Syracuse, NY for emergency open heart surgery. This particular surgery only had a 20% survival rate. She survived, but it took a couple weeks for her to wake up from sedation. She is suffering from acute brain damage from lack of oxygen during the surgery, but the doctors are relatively sure we can retrain her brain to perform problem solving again. The tubes down her throat damaged the left side of her vocal cords, so her voice is raspy. It may heal but it may not. Overall, she is now recovering, she is lucky and she is thankful.
This is her second chance at life and that is not something most people get. My mom remembers, understands and is eager to get back to the way she was before. Unfortunately, when a person has open heart surgery the sternum must be broken in order for them to operate. She cannot do much of anything for three months, which means she cannot work.
I made this donation page because every little bit counts. I’ve called it, “Helping Hands for Marie” (original right?) I don’t like asking for things, but I’m not asking for me. I’m asking for my mom, who is the sweetest woman in the world. She’s taken care of me all her life and now it’s my turn to take care of her. Anything you can give would be greatly appreciated. If you can’t spare any money (which I understand), just reblog this post if you can and spread the message. All money will go towards bills, gas (for trips to doctor’s visits) and groceries.Thanks so much if you take the time to just read or reblog this, and even more thanks if you donate! It means more than I can say, really.
EDIT:
Fixed the links, I believe.
If you can help out it’d be mighty appreciated, Brittany’s mom raised a real cool cat
(via failbag)
“is that a lunar eclipse?”
“no, that’s the letter O.”
JESUS THIS GUY IS SO STUPID FUCK
sweetscottishcherub replied to your post: Dumb Guy (it’s his official name in our class shh…
oh my god WHAT
my brain is broken
h-HOW
Dumb Guy (it’s his official name in our class shh let it happen) just said he didn’t know Jimi Hendrix was black
WHAT
WHAT
Stupid Utah kid keeps making everyone watch viral videos from like 5 years ago
You’re not cool or interesting go away nobody likes you
i got to school and there were no cars in the parking lot and i was so confused
and then i realized i was there an hour early
(dat mean her skeleton will lie in the chamber more than 4ever.)
(Source: sleepisneeded, via eastcollins)
