This is like the cutest thing ever. It’s from the gif-set I reblogged.
Taking its first steps, and after successfully doing so, the chick goes “Yay!”
It’s so freaking cute.
Damn I just cut the hell out of the tip of my index finger. There is small chunk missing in the worst possible place for bandaging and I don’t think it’s stitchable though it’s bleeding bad enough. Got out the duct tape and gauze pads for a custom fit bandage but damn it’s throbbing but I have to stop the bleeding and it needs the pressure currently. Agh this blows I was kicking ass making duct tape pens and now I am stuck holding my stupid finger in the air to stop the bleeding. I hate being so accident prone and it actually really hurts! Lovely being how it was in my bed and have to wash my sheets too now. All the curse words may be inserted here.
There is no quota for having disabilities, mental illnesses, and/or chronic illnesses.
You can, in fact, have more than five concurrent issues going on, especially of varying severity.
I don’t understand abled people’s quota thing? Why is this a thing?
I wish it were a thing.
"Op, you’ve hit your limit! No more illnesses for you forever!"
When you’re too nauseous to take all your medications.
- Noam Chomsky | Imperial Ambitions (via goleyaas)