“I’m going to be fine right? I mean even if it was the tiniest piece my body will just poop it out?? I’m just so nervous. I guess I’ll call you if I wake up covered in blood. I just don’t want a bloody asshole”
- The things I say to my boyfriend after thinking I might have swallowed the tiniest piece of glass when I most likely didn’t.
manbythesamename said:
…how would you wake up covered in blood?
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i'm annmarie
i'm a twenty-six year old life enthusiast residing in new york city who chooses her company by the beating of their heart, not the swelling of their head.
