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Heather, 19 years of age, I like saving lives. I'm a proud EMT and firefighter. I like video games, drawing, and cats, too.
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So my university had a ‘stress-free resort’ station set up today to help students combat the stress of finals week.
There was a coloring table
complete with Lion King coloring books
There was a lego table


also, free massages. 

This is the most wonderful thing that ever happened in four years of college. 

Our school should do this

(via immortalhduck)


I don’t think you guys understand that I make myself look 200% better on the Internet than how I look in real life

(via sparklezacid)

  • brendon in 2006: gay? boys? no no no no no no no no no no no no no
  • brendon in 2013: ok i definitely sucked a dick or two



if someone calls you a slut, break their fucking neck without even hesitating or saying a single word and as they lay there on the ground dead, lean down close to their corpse and whisper

slut means the end in swedish

This should probably not be construed as valid legal advice. 

(via jokerstrance)

So I’m gonna tell you a story.

I’m an EMT. I love my job more than anything, even if I get stuck on stupid stuff.

The other day I was on a hospital transfer truck with my partner. He was a paramedic so I took all the BLS transports.

We get almost to the end of the night and our dispatcher sends us a text about a transfer from our contract hospital to one about half an hour away. Well the transfer was for a voluntary 201 commitment.

We get to pick him up and his family is visiting and seeing him off. He hugs his family and we take him off to the ambulance.

During the transport there, I learn he’s gay and his family hates it. They’re beyond religious and find him sinful. He’s been with his partner for FIFTEEN YEARS and his brother was just then getting used to the idea.

His family made him hate his life. He wasn’t accepted to be with his partner and had also gotten hate for it AT THE HOSPITAL.

I’m sitting there talking to this guy, he’s one of the sweetest people I’ve ever met. He committed suicide. He didn’t attempt, he had actually died and they brought him back. His partner had found him in the knick of time.

I sat there for half an hour, talking to this sweet guy and doing everything but holding his hand. All I told him was that I had gone through being suicidal, I had the scars to prove it, and that there’s a reason he’s still here. The look on his face when he saw how honest I was being was heart breaking. He looked like he was going to cry.

I sat there and made him smile and told him how special he was to his partner and his family, despite their differences. By the time we had gotten to the receiving hospital, he thanked me. He said he wanted to really get better and get through all this.

I love my job so much. It makes me want to cry when I have people like this. People who go through such difficulty then put in the effort to get better.

It just shows that no matter what, someone is gonna tell you your life is worth living. And if I have to be that person, I will. I’ll hold your hand and hug you and smile and do whatever it takes, but no matter who you are, there’s always someone who you mean something to. Whether you know it or not.



sometimes people are like sunshine and sometimes people are like rainclouds but thats ok because both are important to make the flowers grow

i love you

(via sparklezacid)