#*headwall*

[lady-troll]

I. Am. Running. A Blog. Of the. Real. Thing. As in, it's about the real country. Not a fucking animu.

I DON'T WANT TO FOLLOW A SHITTON OF HETALIA BLOGS THANK YOU VERY MUCH NOW TAKE YOUR SUGGESTIONS AND SHOVE THEM, TUMBLR.

[havetardiswilltimetravel]

My fuck-bad-idea-no-no-tumblr-what-the-fuck-are-you-doing-dont senses are tingling.

But then again, those have been tingling a lot lately.

...then again then again...lately they've been right.

[feathersofvibranium]

//so uh here's what's happening with all my blogs lately:

Sam: *wants a Bucky to play with bc hella cute fluff and lovey dovey stuff reasons* Rocket: *wants a Bucky to play with bc RACCOONS OF MASS DESTRUCTION BROS* John Kennex (Almost Human): *wants a Bucky to play with bc grumpy (and sarcastic) metal limb frienemies* Jack Harkness: Let's all make out and do things Mun: I really want to make a Bucky rp blog...

[nightmigrations]

... suddenly, almost my entire iTunes library was erased

[siaanme]

Nothing quite like discovering - with 19 hours left on the clock - that half of the readings you pulled as potentially useful references... aren't.

[schweetheart]

ahahaha and just when you think life can't fuck you up anymore, BAM unrequited crush

[havetardiswilltimetravel]

My MRI for my back is scheduled for Friday, and now my dad wants me to go to get an EKG because for several months I've had symptoms that might be indicative of something heart related, and I hadn't told anyone. But it's not like when I had pneumonia. That was worse...I didn't think this could be that serious or anything, not when the doctor has listened to my lungs just fine before. I didn't know it could be a heart thing...

Ok, fuck, I'm an idiot ok? That doesn't mean I want to go to the fucking doctor. Too late anyways, I'm scheduled to see them tomorrow anyways.

EDIT: Ok, but could someone please reassure me and tell me maybe it won't be that bad or anything...my dad kind of freaked me out here. I really didn't put all of the symptoms together and think it was something to worry about.