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This baby girl has a disease. It’s a cancer that is slowly eating up her body. Its called Necrotizing Fasciitis (Flesh-Eating Bacteria). She is currently under serious condition. This was put on tumblr to be reblogged for donations. Each reblog is equivalent to $1. The more reblogs, the more money goes for her treatment. Every 4 hours a child dies from cancer. I am praying for her.
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If you don’t reblog ou have no soul! This broke my heart. I hope he finds her.http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RVIPQUmaDS4
Reblog this to help.
:’(
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Why Being A Girl Isn’t Working Out For Me:
Body: Oh, guess what time of the month it is!
Me: Please, god, no—
Ovaries: ALL SYSTEMS GOOOOOOOO!!!
Brain: I quit. i quit. kittens and cupcakes and no one loves me. oh my god salty snacks i am furious
Me: Please, guys, calm down—
Face: TIME TO RUIN EVERYTHING YOU HAVE EVER LIKED ABOUT ME. I’M GROWING MOUNTAINS, BITCHES.
Brain: And now I’m ugly! shbdksdnksbn
Torso: Time to practice labor. cramp this bitch up. GO GO GO GO GO GO
Me: STOP IT FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!
Stomach: lol clothes cant fit you anymore. you are bloated. you are now a balloooooooon!
Me: I hate you all
Brain: I KNOW EVERYONE HATES ME I AM SO DEPRESSED. we need to procreate.
Face: Lol, i’m not done yet.
Uterus: what did i ever do to deserve this?
Brain: you just wait uterus. they’re going to make you hold a baby for like 9 months straight.
Uterus: You mother fuckers.
Torso: CONTRACT!
Me: I quit being female, I am now a llama.
Brain: Me gusta.
OMFG ROFL XDD
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just imagine what it would be like. waking up in the morning, perfectly empty, resting your hand on your stomach, which is caving in. tracing the outline of your hipbones, your ribs, your collarbones. the soft autumn light shining through the window. you stand up, and you feel a bit lightheaded - but that’s ok. you make yourself some fresh coffee, black, no milk, no sugar. you curl up with the news, a good book, or the laptop, and sip your hot coffee. slowly waking up. you take a hot shower, and you are not disgusted by what you see. you style your hair, moisturise, the whole lot. put on cute underwear and do your make up. grab cute, tiny clothing and don’t worry about “looking bad” because you will look fantastic, even if you wear a shapeless jumper. just imagine how fantastic that would be. how liberating. there is only one thing you need to do: don’t eat that shitty food and exercise
i can’t take credit for this, but its lovely.
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