Vintage Medical Glass Needle / 1950

Been dating my bf for 6 almost 7 months, which rounds up to a year, which is basically enough time to know i want to marry him, so basically he should propose already

“I keep that thang on me”

Otto Soglow in The San Francisco Examiner, California, September 6, 1932

storms a-comin!

first world problems

My current first world problem is that I'm so close to being a first generation college student

*my mom is from Natchez Mississippi, a pretty poor area, no one on her side of the family graduated college except her mom (I think she did a short teaching program) and cousin (went to a random school in mississippi).

*my dad is from virginia. his dad went straight to the military and didn't go to college, and his mom dropped out of college (story for another time)

My mom joined the Army after high school to pay for college and my dad went to West Point and joined the military. For graduate programs they went to Troy State. I am grateful for this because it allowed them to get better jobs, access to secure military bases, and slightly more respect in the world. BUT I refuse to become a service member. SOOO I don't have any parent connections at any school that I would be a good fit for.

tl;dr

both of my parents are first-generation college students with army-based careers but that story DOESN'T HELP ME AT ALL because being a second-gen student doesn't mean squat and i don't have a family connection in fields outside the army ):

Like I don't want to join the army or even work as a civilian member of the army workforce. I'm sick of it. I want to be a biochemist, d.o., or environmental scientist! And yes I could do those within the gov but I'm sick of the US government. I don't want to help the government. I want to help the world.

When I die you have permission to turn me into a frankenstein monster, donate my blood to a vampire, put a tree in me, feed me to the rats, use my bones for tools, put my skin over a drum, or let birds nest inside me. Just don't go through my search history.

when I was pulled under the waves

my eyes stung

it felt like when the shampoo drips in the shower

my mouth got salty

it felt like when I get fries from the place I hate

my body dragged

then rolled

it felt like nothing

nothing good

nothing bad

there's nothing under there

I think we’re going to be together forever.

“Don’t say that”, said the older woman in the car. Hand on the steering wheel, her eyes remained fixed on the narrow one-lane road ahead of her. “I know you love him now, but what if someone better comes along?”

The younger woman stuttered in protest, “What if? Someone better? What?”

There was no one better. They belonged together. She was healing, and he was gentle. He laughed with her and the sense of humor she had developed, loved the jokes that made her the “funny one” because she was soft and small and wouldn’t be heard when she wasn’t being funny. He appreciated every thought she had and loved her for being alive. 

A fire burned hot in the young woman’s heart as she looked back at her mother. Her lips were barely parting as she finished her sentence “…probably not going to get married.”

The doctor said "You aren't going to have a baby", but his grimace made me think twice before smiling.

"So what IS that?"

Lowkey just a chill girl who’s thirsty for knowledge

Confessions of a girl who skipped a grade

Being super young for your grade is great until you try to date someone.

You're 16, so go date a 16 year old. Have fun being the senior dating a sophomore and trying not to feel like a creep.

You're a freshman in college, so go date a freshman in college. But now they're a 19 and 1 month year old adult dating a (17 and 11 month year old) minorrrr.

Obviously this doesn't apply to people that aren't in this one extremely specific situation...but does anyone else feel my pain