Confessions of a hungry social work student

Sarah.18.Scottish type 1 Diabetic and 1st year Social Work Student living the dream.
I play a mean sax solo and jazz music and Regina Spektor are two of my greatest passions in life.
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AFTER HAVING BRAIN SURGERY THAT WOULD TAKE A WEEK MINIMUM TO START RECOVERING FROM.NO EFFING WAY MY MUM IS ACTUALLY HOME. MY HERO.
#stillhappy#102days

AFTER HAVING BRAIN SURGERY THAT WOULD TAKE A WEEK MINIMUM TO START RECOVERING FROM.NO EFFING WAY MY MUM IS ACTUALLY HOME. MY HERO.
#stillhappy#102days

I don’t normally get ranty about what other people decide to post online.However one FB post I saw from my friend absolutely disgusted me.She’s going to be A FUTURE NURSE and yet she shows a total lack of care about other people. Coming back from a night out she put “When the taxi driver last night found out I was doing Nursing he felt the need to spill out his heart about his diabetes.All I wanted to do was enjoy my burger”

EXCUSE ME? NO. BE THANKFUL THAT YOU’RE NOT LIVING WITH A SERIOUS MEDICAL CONDITION THAT IMPACTS ON YOU BOTH PHYSICALLY AND EMOTIONALLY EVERY SINGLE DAY OF YOUR LIFE.SHOW SOME FUCKING RESPECT.

How do people end up in relationship after relationship after relationship and I can’t find a single person to even find me remotely interesting for a solid ten seconds? 

(via acts-like-summer-feels-like-rain)

Drunk texting

georgieannb:

Okay, so on Tuesday I went out drinking and I was texting sarahissarahx and we were talking about life mottos and I think I was trying to tell her my life motto was Hakuna Matata but what I actually told her was Hawkins Marayabma.

Why am I so insightful when drunk?