“No.” Kayla muttered, standing up slowly. “…Yeah.” She finally let herself admit as she turned to face Heather. “You think they’d all be easy anyway. It’s just basically a swing. That you can sleep on. It shouldn’t be this difficult.”
Heather gave a little laugh at her friend. “Come on, let’s start you on the easy ones.” she offered, holding out her hand. “You’ll have these things mastered by the time vacation is over, I promise.” she assured.
Hypervigilance can cause fatigue guys. PTSD can cause fatigue, anxiety and depression can cause fatigue, Bipolar can cause fatigue, any and all mental illnesses can.
Please understand if youre mentally ill and physically or emotionally fatigued, that is not you being lazy! It is your body and brain being tired of fighting your illness! You are tired because youve been fighting.
This struggle you are going through is real, please do not let yourself or anyone invalidate you further by saying youre lazy.
So I had every intention of coming home and doing things in drafts to queue them up, but work today was super rough and I barely have energy even eat. I’m gonna crash and hopefully knock some stuff out tomorrow befkre work.
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“Well,” Seth muttered, suddenly interested in a loose nail on his finger, “Depends. How do you feel about a date with me this Friday night?” He questioned, nonchalantly.
Kyosuke actually looked up from what he was doing, arching a brow. “You’ve been using lame pick up lines on me for two and a half months and you could have just asked me that?” he laughed a little. “What kind of movie are you thinking?”
15 favorite MCU characters (as voted by my followers): Steve Rogers (19%)
For as long as I can remember, I just wanted to do what was right. I guess I’m not quite sure what that is anymore. And I thought I could throw myself back in: follow orders, serve. It’s just not the same.
Seth chuckled, shaking his head. “I’m not giving up anything. It’s not like I’ve got a line of people waiting to date me.” He shrugged before frowning a bit and grabbing her hand in his own. “Hey. Don’t think like that. First off, why would anyone not want to marry you? You’re a remarkable woman and truly lovely. Any guy should be honored to actually be with you. Second, this won’t be for nothing. Everything’s going to be just fine.” He promised, though really he wasn’t sure of that.
Ana gave a little chuckle. “Im a hybrid that everyone thinks is a threat. Like I’m going to go insane and kill everyone. I bust my ass more than anyone else and I’m the best but not everyone is okay with that.” She took a slow breath and closed her eyes for a moment, letting her glamour fall so the silver eye was visible for opening them; two toned eyes watching Seth for a moment. “There’s a reason the Clave wanted someone as good as me to be the one to marry me. It doesn’t mean I’m not sorry, though.” She shrugged a little. “I hope you’re right.” her voie was quiet as she looked at the ring on her finger, wondering what would happen next for them.
drained of blood, the heart is white
woah
No, that is NOT what this is. You’ve taken an amazing medical invention, a total game changer, and made up some stupid, faux-deep sentence fragment for it that is a complete falsehood. You should be embarrassed and ashamed, honestly.
This is a ghost heart. What they’ve done is taken a pig heart and stripped it down to, basically, a cell framework that they can use to BUILD A NEW HEART UPON. You could inject stem cells into this framework so that a newly formed personalized heart can be transplanted into a donor with a significantly reduced chance of rejection. FUCKING AMAZING. It’s not been done with human tissue yet, but the promise this given to people who need hearts – or kidneys or livers or whatever – is beautiful. Science is beautiful.
And it’s IMPERATIVE to mention that a woman, Doris Taylor, at the Texas Heart Institute developed this. And she started with a rat heart and worked up to he bigger, more complex (and more human) pig heart. What a total bad ass.
So look, quit making shit up, learn to do a reverse image search on stuff you find on the internet, and STOP ERASING WOMEN IN SCIENCE.
Reblogging for:
- The corrected information
- WOMEN IN SCIENCE
- The fact that rejection rate would be LESS which is VITAL
this is really interesting
“Just continue doing what you’re doing.” Seth demanded, keeping his eyes glued shut. “I’ll be fine. I’m fine. I promise, Derek.” He breathed out. God, he felt so pathetic. After a few seconds he shook his head, resting his hands against Derek’s chest. “I- I can’t do this. Not yet. I’m sorry.” He whispered, tears forming in his eyes. “I”m sorry.”
Derek didn’t hesitate to pull away, moving to bring Seth to him and kissing his head. “Don’t be sorry.” he said quietly. “Never ever be sorry, Seth.” he assured, petting his boyfriend. “I’m not going anywhere.”
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