Lonelystewsack-blog - ✂️ruby✂️

I've reblogged twice and I havebt recieved a doot doot :(

Third times the charm

every single person who reblogs this

every

single

person

will get “doot doot” in their ask box

I'm an american, right, and my mother just recently went to the hospital for a bad case of ecoli. She only spent about three or four days in the hospital getting pumped with bags of anti-biotics, but the cost is outrageous and we're going to suffer badly because of it. She actually didn't go for a long time because she was scared she'd be charged hundreds just for a check up. I agree completely that our health care system is fucky

I get really confused when americans, when talking about universal health care are like ‘yeh but it’s not free sweaty :) :) you have to pay it through taxes :) so gotcha!!’

and I’m like ….???? That’s the whole point??? Everyone pays their fair share so that no one has to be turned away because they don’t have insurance??? And no one has to set up a Fundraiser page just so that they DONT DIE???? So people don’t put off going to the doctor because they’re scared of going bankrupt?? Because healthcare is a RIGHT and should be free at the point of access?!?

I used to cry because I thought I was actually dying when this happened

Apparently not many know this and it’s pretty important information

Hey! Did you know that teenagers rib cages aren’t fully formed! Which means sometimes you get a stabbing pain in your lower side, that’s because the unformed cartilage moved and hit a nerve. If you ever get that, try not to breathe to heavily as it irritates it more

It's... it's satire

oi, by the way

I don't condone killers actions. I don't have a crush on any killers. I don't want to have sex with killers. I'm merely interested in them and their minds

Nothing is Real (Ch. 1)

Once upon a time, there was a dude. TJ Lane. Yeah you know him. Pops up in the TCC tags. Looks like Sid from Toy Story without a justifcation of being edgy. Sub-bottom. Pretty much all you ever need to know about him.

Anyway.

TJ was chilling on a park bench in Ohio. It was the middle of the day, not too hot, not too many clouds lingering in the sky. One arm behind the bench, one leg crossing the other– his vantablack eyes scanning his surroundings in anticipation. He listened intently for any disturbance.

His upside down Nike™ eyebrows twitched. He heard a rustle in the bushes behind him. TJ whipped his head back as if he wanted to be Willow Smith, but the rustling had stopped abruptly. Turning his attention back to a random tree, he sighed.

“Alyssa, I know you’re in there.”

Alyssa Bustamante walked out of the bushes and sat down next to TJ. “Aight.”

TJ couldn’t believe she was actually in the bushes that time.

After fifteen seconds of nothing, enough was enough.

Alyssa turned towards TJ and leaned forward. Her makeup was so on point that Jeff the Killer was shaking. Her eyes were the color of TJ’s shirt when he ripped it off in court to show his Killer shirt. They held the same lack of warmth that that shirt had held because TJ ripped it off and so he wasn’t as warm after he ripped the shirt off.

“Let’s cut the crap and get it over with,” she said with a mischievous smile.

TJ’s lip also started to curl into a smile. It kept curling. It curled until his lips were shaped like a heart so that you know this is supposed to be romantic.

He uncrossed his legs and leaned forward. He brought his hands up slowly, one on each side of his head.

Alyssa did the same, her fingers spread.

They were like a foot apart. Maybe even two.

Her breathing came faster. TJ was sweating. Alyssa started sweating. TJ was hyperventilating. I’m shaking as I type this.

TJ’s eyes were half-lidded. He was getting tired of holding his hands out like this. Alyssa was trembling, her arms on fire as she held them up. She was emitting metaphorical greenhouse gases as her arms were metaphorically burning.

They were leaning back, away from each other. They were so far back, they almost fell out of the bench, but they didn’t.

Then, in a loud slap, they forcefully put their hands together in the raddest high five ever.

It was so loud that Elliot Rodger thought it was an ass clapping in the distance and he got mad.

It had echoed throughout the entire park. A baby had screamed. That was Elliot.

TJ and Alyssa were screaming. Not out of pleasure, but mostly pain because the high five was too hard. There was a small bit of shock because of the amount of human contact was overwhelming for TJ.

When they pulled back, they were red in the face because of the amount of physical exertion both of them had exerted.

After exchanging “adios”’s multiple times, TJ left Alyssa sitting on the bench, each flapping their hand in the air a goodbye.

me, alone: crying

someone: what are you doing?

me, through my tears: YOUR MOM

lmao it's 1am and my mom just sat up and screeched, saying that we had to "go now, right nOW" because of her dream ha im sleep deprived

Edit: mums going to the hospital + dad's pissed because I'm reading about serial killers at 1:30am when I'm supposed to be asleep

i’m getting ready to update my wardrobe! i just need a

jat

jlasses

jloves

and

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