Twenty Something. Engaged. Figuring this life stuff out.
I’ve always had this terrible underlying fear of no one really giving a shit about me.
Anonymous asked: you dont seem to really like jaime that much.


You seem to think you know a lot about my relationship for someone that can’t spell my partner’s name correctly. 

Dare you to talk to me off of anon.

WTF. You have no idea what you’re talking about. You’ve obviously never been around the two of them. You’ve never seen how they look at each other. You’re so stupid anon. Shut up. Jesus.

" I hate going to sleep with you on my mind and not in my bed. "
No matter how many crazy people I take care of, there’s always one more out there I haven’t met yet…




And I’m a magnet for crazy.


Putting a foley in my attractive 20 year old male patient was not on my list of things I wanted to do today. Bless his heart he was mortified and now he feels like he has to make small talk every time I walk into the room

Happy freakin Easter

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