Two other women, also breast cancer survivors, said their husbands left them after they were diagnosed. Both had to have mastectomies (in case anyone doesn’t know, this is the surgical operation to remove one or both breasts).
The first woman said her husband told her that he would rather see her dead than see her lose her breasts. The second woman had her operation and waited all day to be picked up by her husband, who never arrived. By nightfall, one of the nurses offered to give her a ride, and she came home to find the house empty.
Obviously, these are extreme cases of a man’s reaction to his wife’s breast cancer, but this is what I see when I see the “I ♥ Boobies” bracelets. I see love of the body parts, not the person being treated—not the patient, not the victim, not the survivor.
Christmas Favorites—Christmas Lights
waving at someone you thought was waving at you
This was my first splatter paint project that I did for my girlfriend before she left the states. It was a lot of fun and I can’t wait until she’s back so we can do more.
I wanna do this!
!! I want this!
I’m simultaneously the nicest and meanest person you’ll ever meet
“you shouldn’t be walking alone at this time of night”
people shouldn’t fucking attack other people at any time of day
word. i hate being told this all the time, like who has a watch and decides oh it’s time to cause some trouble. get a life, instead don’t do anything at all
that feeling you’re gone for a while then you feel like you’ve missed a lot
This this this.
When I got back & needed to be updated w news or when I visit old places
a short poem:
that you take
another short poem:
yes but see
they are all
by the district
to assign a
they can get
paid and earn
raises and bonuses
their jobs and
a revised short poem:
does the district
that you take
yo the simpsons be droppin truth bombs sometimes.