likeyouwunnabeloved:

myheartonlybeatsforyou:


One of the first things they ask you in the ER is to rate your pain on a scale from 1 to 10. I’ve been asked this question hundreds of times and I remember once, when I couldn’t catch my breath and I felt like my chest was on fire, the nurse asked me to rate the pain. Though I couldn’t speak, I held up 9 fingers. Later, when I started feeling better, the nurse came in and she called me a fighter. “You know how I know?” she said, “You called a 10 a 9.” But that wasn’t the truth. 
I didn’t call it a 9 because I was brave. The reason I called it a 9 was because I was saving my 10…and this was it. 

Fuck. This scene took my fucking heart out. I died. I cried so hard in the theater. I fucked up my mascara and eyeliner. I went home and got really drunk with my roommates just so I couldn’t feel anything for the rest of the day.

This scene fucked me up so bad. But because I had been there. I lost my first love and that was my 10.

Yea my 10 was when my dad died, I literally had an all on panic attack when it was confirmed. I remember it so vividly. Like a slow motion film that I can never get out of my head.. He as my best friend.  :/
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likeyouwunnabeloved:

myheartonlybeatsforyou:


One of the first things they ask you in the ER is to rate your pain on a scale from 1 to 10. I’ve been asked this question hundreds of times and I remember once, when I couldn’t catch my breath and I felt like my chest was on fire, the nurse asked me to rate the pain. Though I couldn’t speak, I held up 9 fingers. Later, when I started feeling better, the nurse came in and she called me a fighter. “You know how I know?” she said, “You called a 10 a 9.” But that wasn’t the truth. 
I didn’t call it a 9 because I was brave. The reason I called it a 9 was because I was saving my 10…and this was it. 

Fuck. This scene took my fucking heart out. I died. I cried so hard in the theater. I fucked up my mascara and eyeliner. I went home and got really drunk with my roommates just so I couldn’t feel anything for the rest of the day.

This scene fucked me up so bad. But because I had been there. I lost my first love and that was my 10.

Yea my 10 was when my dad died, I literally had an all on panic attack when it was confirmed. I remember it so vividly. Like a slow motion film that I can never get out of my head.. He as my best friend.  :/
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likeyouwunnabeloved:

myheartonlybeatsforyou:


One of the first things they ask you in the ER is to rate your pain on a scale from 1 to 10. I’ve been asked this question hundreds of times and I remember once, when I couldn’t catch my breath and I felt like my chest was on fire, the nurse asked me to rate the pain. Though I couldn’t speak, I held up 9 fingers. Later, when I started feeling better, the nurse came in and she called me a fighter. “You know how I know?” she said, “You called a 10 a 9.” But that wasn’t the truth. 
I didn’t call it a 9 because I was brave. The reason I called it a 9 was because I was saving my 10…and this was it. 

Fuck. This scene took my fucking heart out. I died. I cried so hard in the theater. I fucked up my mascara and eyeliner. I went home and got really drunk with my roommates just so I couldn’t feel anything for the rest of the day.

This scene fucked me up so bad. But because I had been there. I lost my first love and that was my 10.

Yea my 10 was when my dad died, I literally had an all on panic attack when it was confirmed. I remember it so vividly. Like a slow motion film that I can never get out of my head.. He as my best friend.  :/
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likeyouwunnabeloved:

myheartonlybeatsforyou:


One of the first things they ask you in the ER is to rate your pain on a scale from 1 to 10. I’ve been asked this question hundreds of times and I remember once, when I couldn’t catch my breath and I felt like my chest was on fire, the nurse asked me to rate the pain. Though I couldn’t speak, I held up 9 fingers. Later, when I started feeling better, the nurse came in and she called me a fighter. “You know how I know?” she said, “You called a 10 a 9.” But that wasn’t the truth. 
I didn’t call it a 9 because I was brave. The reason I called it a 9 was because I was saving my 10…and this was it. 

Fuck. This scene took my fucking heart out. I died. I cried so hard in the theater. I fucked up my mascara and eyeliner. I went home and got really drunk with my roommates just so I couldn’t feel anything for the rest of the day.

This scene fucked me up so bad. But because I had been there. I lost my first love and that was my 10.

Yea my 10 was when my dad died, I literally had an all on panic attack when it was confirmed. I remember it so vividly. Like a slow motion film that I can never get out of my head.. He as my best friend.  :/
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likeyouwunnabeloved:

myheartonlybeatsforyou:

One of the first things they ask you in the ER is to rate your pain on a scale from 1 to 10. I’ve been asked this question hundreds of times and I remember once, when I couldn’t catch my breath and I felt like my chest was on fire, the nurse asked me to rate the pain. Though I couldn’t speak, I held up 9 fingers. Later, when I started feeling better, the nurse came in and she called me a fighter. “You know how I know?” she said, “You called a 10 a 9.” But that wasn’t the truth.

I didn’t call it a 9 because I was brave. The reason I called it a 9 was because I was saving my 10…and this was it. 

Fuck. This scene took my fucking heart out. I died. I cried so hard in the theater. I fucked up my mascara and eyeliner. I went home and got really drunk with my roommates just so I couldn’t feel anything for the rest of the day.

This scene fucked me up so bad. But because I had been there. I lost my first love and that was my 10.

Yea my 10 was when my dad died, I literally had an all on panic attack when it was confirmed. I remember it so vividly. Like a slow motion film that I can never get out of my head.. He as my best friend.  :/

Planning my love’s birthday surprise, I’m so excited. I really hope everything works out according to plan. I just love to see him smile <3