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stardustsides · 10 months
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Fake Tweets from the Sides
these are dumb
part 2
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intrusivepng · 7 months
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The way that they all changed after lucies death
Benito took this 180 of not giving a shit about Emi to bring the person who got her away from danger, to save her to honors lucies legacy forever.
Luis even while he was strong the entire time breaking down right at the end and eventually in front of everyone in the helicopter allowing himself to just feel.
Diego who went numb eventually realizing he needs to live his life FOR lucie. Continue to go on adventures and always remember her and how she was truly the reason they all escaped.
And Jeffrey. A coward who would throw up at the site of blood, almost died, would run away from any danger. Motivating the entire group and in the end coming up with some of the smartest ideas to save all of them.
Lucie was incredible and none of these guys will EVER forget her </3
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sincerecinnamon · 11 hours
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Someone threw up on my bus.
I have emetophobia.
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jiseoksguitar · 13 days
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favourite pasttime: loving things so much it makes me feel physically sick
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your-pal-nebula · 1 month
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Aceflux culture is writing smut before going to bed, waking up in the morning and being like "what was I writing again" and then wanting to puke
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cloudcountry · 5 months
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FUCKING DIES IS CYBIRD TEASING US WITH IKEVIL RIGHT NOW. BITCH I NEED TO SEE ELLIS YOU DONT UNDERSTAND I AM GOING TO THROW UP IM SO EXCITED
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lowcallyfruity · 28 days
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I think I’m gonna throw up
I feel really Bleh
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trinitycove · 9 months
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Appreciation post for my bf. But first I must give context involving my shitty, financially abusive, violent, drug-dealing, coke-addicted ex.
It has been a few years since I last had to go to hospital for it. And the last time I was here for DKA I was with a then-boyfriend now ex. He was mad at me about something so at first he refused to drive me to the hospital. Then when we finally did go the car broke down and we had to call an ambulance and of course he made that out to be my fault.
He didn't stay with me while I was in emerge, triage, or the short-term stay room let alone when I was admitted to a room upstairs. I was so sad and alone and my only company was this sweet elderly woman in the bed next to me who would check on me periodically. The nurses were kind as usual.
My friends told me to leave him, but I didn't listen because I foolishly believed things could get better, I could fix him, he would come around eventually. It wasn't until I started making friendships with women outside of his circle that I saw what I really deserved and how I wasn't getting anything I wanted.
As for my boyfriend today, this was his first time experiencing my DKA with me. As soon as I let him know I threw up, he came straight home from helping his dad out with something. He stayed by my side and monitored my vomiting. Once I couldn't keep water down (third puke) he said "babe, we're going to the hospital."
It felt so nice for someone else to take control while I felt so miserable and sick. To be able to let go. I'm often the one in charge, keeping track of what's been done and what needs to be done, and taking care of others.
He even made sure there was a bucket to bring with us in the car (I was dry heaving at this point) and he helped me pack a bag because I started doing it before he noticed. He didn't know DKA usually means an overnight stay or longer.
While I was in triage and then put into a temporary room he held onto my overnight bag and purse and asked around to find me. He then showed up and out of concern let me know I was very pale and shaking. I kind of snapped (high sugars make emotional regulation very difficult and often cause irritability) and told him to stop pointing things out it was making it worse. Because I have anxiety and PTSD the more I hear about my symptoms the worse they get, psychosomatic kind of thing. He did not get upset, he just took note and stopped making comments, moving on to another topic to try and distract me. I could barely talk, but it was nice to have the company and hear him talking.
What I found really helpful was when he came back after he had to leave for visiting hours just to bring me a warm blanket. The IV is usually cold and the basement of this hospital has a lot of AC. He then stayed up late on a work night just to make sure I was feeling better even a little bit. Which I was.
Today he came by unexpectedly and brought me a bottle of water and my toothbrush/toothpaste since we had forgotten to pack those items. He forgot my Tim's tea, but it was actually okay because when my meal came there was a tea with it.
I feel so cared and loved for. I am so happy I don't have to beg for him to care for me while I'm sick. I take care of him when he is sick and now that I know he does the same, it makes me really happy.
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v-anrouge · 2 months
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You make me wanna shove you into a hamster ball as a form of entertainment
See that would actually fail because id spin for 1 minute get dizzy throw up and die
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skyward-floored · 10 months
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Take your bets now, will I throw up today or not
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odtherat · 3 months
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Guess who had to call out of work last minute coz they woke up throwing up
Meeeee.
I feel like fucking shit and I wanna die. I feel so fucking bad coz it's literally LAST MINUTE and my body just being like "haha. Fuck you. Die."
I'm gonna go cry myself back to sleep now.
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od-vents · 3 months
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I've noticed I'm not keeping food down much now
It's getting harder to keep foods down, even small shit like crackers. I ate some a bit ago a bit later I was in the bathroom over the toilet.
Idk if it's brain fuckery making me think I do have to throw up, coz I sometimes I end up forcing myself thinking it'd help get it over with. It being gagging and retching.
Or if its actually my body not wanting to take food anymore.
I fucked up. I hate myself for this. I already get enough shit for joking about not eating and now I'm actually unable to keep the food down without feeling sick. Even disgusted.
What is wrong with me. It's my fucking fault. And when they ask why. What am I even supposed to say.
This just. Sucks.
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qumiiiquinnquin · 3 months
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ive been feeling physically sick since i woke up today and im shaking and feel like i might vomit
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juneberrie · 11 months
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tumblr people i frew up 💔
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sincerecinnamon · 4 months
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My mom got matching grinch pajamas for me, her, and my sister (for some reason; my sister is an adult and I am a teenager) and I just put them on, but they smell like vomit 🥲
I sprayed them down with lysol and my cologne, but my mom's doesn't smell like vomit, so I'll ask my sister tomorrow when she gets here if the one with ametophobia got the one that smelled like vomit ��
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masonxxbrick · 1 year
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Mason woke up the morning after the ball with a sharp headache. He felt and looked rough. It was definitely a feeling he had never felt before since the boy had never really drank that much until his first ball. It was only two drinks that he had had with Mahlon but it was enough to really affect the boy. The nausea had also set in, no matter what he did or attempted to eat or drink, he felt like he was going to be sick. So he had just decided to suffer through the thirst because that sounded better than throwing up.
Since Conny was still alive, Mason wanted to make his way to a viewing room so he could keep an eye on her and see if she needed anything. While walking there, someone had walked up to Mason and started speaking to him. The voice was just a little too loud causing an even sharper pain in his head. He quickly covered his ears for a moment before looking at the person again. "I'm sorry.. my ears are just a little sensitive today." He said softly not telling the truth of his hang over, of course. "Have you seen what's happening in the arena? Did I miss anything?" Mason asked them.
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