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Bad news today, but I’m not going to give it up. Follow your dreams.Illustration by Aeppol.

Bad news today, but I’m not going to give it up. Follow your dreams.

Illustration by Aeppol.


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With a completely broken heart, I must inform you guys that Rogue has passed away today. Our pretty boy was diagnosed with Lymfoma in both of his kidneys. I did not want Rogue to suffer in any way, so after a day of cuddles and treats we said our goodbyes. Rogue passed away in our arms.


He is now together with his brother Elmo. I wish things were different and that I still had both of my boys. Make sure to always spoil your babies because you never know what might happen ❤️❤️❤️❤️

10-10-16//20-2-19

Bad news first I guess. Some asshats broke into my house and stole most of the electronics, including my camera :( Because of that I don’t have any new photos to post. Fortunately they didn’t take the computer (too many cords and set up I guess??) So I still have all of my photo records.

Good news. I now have an Instagram, cassiethenaturalist, and that’s where I’ll post photos I take with my phone.

So recap:
Tumblr —> photos I take with my camera
Instagram —> photos I take with my phone

bad news

What Rik show you stan says about you:

The young ones: how’s your search in looking for three other people with three different aesthetics going? Also you either are exactly like one of the house mates so you kin them hardcore, or your not exactly like any of them so every week you say you kin a different housemate.

Bottom: you want a best friend to write comedy with don’t you? Sit down, cook yourself a meal, then make sure you get back to work. You probably have a hard time getting yourself motivated but just take time in little increments.

Bad News: Bohemian Rhapsody or The Dirt? Also you what’s your opinion on This is Spinal Tap. I’ve never met any of you before so I don’t know what y’all are like sorry ) : Also I’m a bassist so team Colin stand up

Drop Dead Fred: how does it feel to be insanely and ridiculously hot Also do you like beetlejuice? Alright now let’s talk about your emotional fear of growing up. You were either extremely close to one of your parents or wanted to get away from both of them as fast as possible. If it was the first one: you have a fear of growing up because you reminisce so much about your time as a kid with your favorite parent that you never want to leave such a peaceful fun time with them. If it’s the second: I’m sorry, I wish there was a way to give you back your childhood. Please don’t take out your parents mistake of mistreating you out on yourself. You’re loved, you’re wanted, you’re here on purpose.

The New Statesman: you can’t fix Alan, he is un-fixable. He was shit from satan’s bowels. Stop being blinded by his perfect hair and come to the realization this man would probably kick a puppy. Also, all of y’all that are horny for him, do you keep forgetting that he lasts, at the most, 3 minutes? You are nuts, let’s hold hands

The dangerous brothers: Hello Ade Edmonson stan someone really needs to put y’all in horny jail. Do you like clowns? I feel like you do. If not you probably at least like the carnival.

Believe nothing: you are the biggest sucker for charm. Adonis most likely makes you giggle like a little school girl. Me too pal, me too. Also your into dilfs. Do you like Depeche Mode, because I feel like you do

2nd and 3rd day

Yesterday was hard but I only ate because a guy asked me out and we order one drink for each other so I had to eat or probably get drunk as fuck lol (it was an amazonic drink). The rest of the day I try not to eat anything but tea and 8 water cookies.

Today was easier. I only had some chicken and a banana, until my grandma gave me hot chocolate and pannetonne but I threw it up an hour ago.

I dont do this very often but everytime I received bad news my anguish kills me until I do it.

Today bad news: One of my guys suddenly posted a photo with a girl that seems to be her new girlfriend. (We stopped talking on wednesday).

I’m most likely going to need to make a new blog, but worry not! I’ll post all the same content and pictures and whatnot :) I’ll post the URL as soon as I make the new blog and I won’t delete this one, just be sure to follow me there!

in stillen Nächten weint ein Mann, weil er sich erinnern kann

In silent nights, a man cries because he remembers

-TL, “Liebe” In Stillen Nächten

Im sorry my friends that i was gone sorrysorry, i will be here always for you now :)
But my comeback i shall start with bad news. All of you heard about scandal with our oppa? Here i want to ask you to wait for the truth. Please, lets do it. I believe in our sweet lord :)

“My husband is very… sexual,” she tells me after I break the news. 

Within the first few weeks of moving out to this small town, I became acquainted with some of the ‘frequent flyers’ at the medical centre. Not the drug addicts, not the hypertensives or the hypochondriacs, but the elderly; a wonderful group of people whose bodies were slowly shutting down after many years of life. 

I really enjoy my consults with the elderly, not because they’re interesting or particularly challenging, but because I feel like they appreciate me the most. Sure people are grateful when you print their prescriptions or listen to their coughs, but the elderly just love to chat, and love to listen. Every single consultation, I am always asked where I am from and how I am liking the town and at the end of every consultation, they always tell me the same thing: “Good luck, I know you will be an amazing doctor”. Not because I have changed their lives or had a profound impact on their health, but because they genuinely want to pass on their well wishes, and they are ultimately grateful that someone sat there for 20 minutes and just conversed with them. Too often the elderly are dismissed. 

Unfortunately today though, I lost a friend, a little old lady who I had seen on a fortnightly basis for management of her multiple chronic conditions. 

Each consultation with her was the same; we would say our hellos, we would speak about how cold it was and how she wished the flowers would come back. We would chat about how she was doing, if there was any change, if she needed anything. I would print her scripts and fiddle with her Warfarin dose and she would ask me how my study was going, how my week had been, if I was sleeping, if I had been to see my girlfriend or how my family was.

She didn’t know any of them, she would never know them, but she was polite, and interested, and caring. 

I met her daughter though, and her son, both had been to visit her and bring her in for her check up at one stage or another. She had grandchildren, 3 of them who she adored more than anything.

Her husband had passed away many years before, but she still grieved over him. She would tell me how she lost her best friend, how they had driven around Australia, how they went to the beach for their honeymoon because they couldn’t afford anything else at the time. 

Each consultation I would find out a little more about her, and each consultation I felt privileged that she felt comfortable enough to share that information with me, to trust me. 

This lady had lived life to the fullest, but despite her best intentions, her body just could not keep up. At her most recent check up, we had spoken about how she did not want to be resuscitated when it happened, that she wanted to go peacefully. She knew it was getting close.

Today I had a phone call that she was up at the hospital and today, she passed away after a long battle with chronic illnesses.

I managed to see her before she went though. I was able to see her cheery face that still smiled despite the situation. I was able to talk to her about how warm it was and how beautiful the flowers were looking. I was able to say thank you for everything that she had done for me and I was able to be there to comfort and reassure her, like she had reassured me during my first few weeks. 

Sitting there with her was difficult, but I am incredibly grateful to have spent that time with her. She was a wonderful lady who had made peace with the world, and who was finally ready to see her husband again. 

Disney announced that they will move all their movies for 2020 to 2021 and 2022

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