Comatose (A Mithzan Fic) (on Wattpad) http://my.w.tt/UiNb/R887MxNu7s
Max and Mitchie were always the best of friends. People around their home town in Louisiana liked to call them the “Ginger Twins”. Mitchie has plans to make Max’s 17th birthday the best one he’s ever had, but disaster strikes when Mitchie gets in a car crash on her way to his house. Will Mitchie get by with just a broken limb or two, or will circumstances take a turn for the worse before they have a chance to get better?
This is shit that should be encouraged and reblogged. Look at that gorgeous girl. Look at her gorgeous smile and cute giggle. Look how happy he made her.
Give this guy your love and reblogs. Not fucking trash like Mash Grains and Curtain Lampshade.
Hello. First of all, I am
not even sure how I am supposed to start writing this post. Second of all, I
don’t know how to feel about it. I have thought a lot about this and I have
decided to do it. Not because I am feeling desperate, but because I need help. Third
of all, I would very much appreciate if you all read all of this. It would
actually mean the universe to me, if you did.
PREVIOUS UPDATES. (these updates aren’t important right now but in case you want to know all of my story.)
NEW UPDATE (URGENT):
Hey guys. It’s been a while. I haven’t updated because I honestly thought my last update would be it. But I need help. MORE than EVER. Today it isn’t about me or my depression/anxiety. It’s about one of my cats, Stiles. Today, August 14th, has been an awful day. Just like the past fews days. My great grandmother has passed away last week and my cat Stiles is terribly sick. Some of you probably don’t know but I live in Portugal, a country that has recently been affected by a lot of wild fires. Many people died, over than 1000 people lost their houses. Thankfully, I wasn’t affect by it but the smoke affected my cat’s asthma. For those who know me, know as well how much this cat means to me. He is only 4 years old but he has been at the vet for 2 days now. He has asthma and pneumonia (which I have no idea how he got it). He couldn’t breathe on his own, he doesn’t eat and he has a lot of pain. I had to pay 50€ in advance at the vet (as it says in the picture right after Serviço Adiantamento = Advanced Service) which was all of the money I got left for me and my meds. I can’t pay for my cat’s treatment unless I get help. The vet told me the treatment would be AT LEAST 100€ and I can NOT afford it at all.
He is staying at the vet to get oxygen and antibiotics and today I called them to get news. He is stable for now but he still won’t eat. You have no idea how scared I am. Stiles was my only company when I had to move out or got worsed from my depression and anxiety. Stiles was my company for all of it. Stiles is more than just my pet. I really need my cat to be alright. I am scared that this might be fatal for him. He is VERY fragile. He is literally all the happiness I have got left. I would rather pay for his treatments than for mine and I really mean it. I am desperate. I am scared. I really need your help. Please, if you can donate, even if it’s just a little, I will be forever thankful to you. I will keep you updated and post pictures of Stiles as soon as I visit him. My paypal e-mail is gabrielasantosmmoreira@gmail.com in case you wish to donate for my cat’s treatment. Please. PLEASE. I am honestly desperate and I have never been more desperate and scared than I am right now.
I went to visit Stiles today at the vet. I couldn’t bring him home because he still won’t eat on his own but he is breathing better and looks much better than it did on Saturday. I took these two pictures so I can update you all.
Stiles has been so strong. He is doing much better. He is already eating by himself. Unfortunately, his breathing is still a bit bad so he had to stay another day at the vet. I am going to bring him back home tomorrow afternoon. The treatment he is getting is going to be a little bit more expensive than I was expecting because he had to stay at the vet in obvservation for 5 nights (that’s about 20€ a day plus medication, plus food, plus the antibiotics I will have to buy for him). I already got a few donations that were very helpful and to those people I owe my entire heart and soul. And to those who have been sharing and helping me and Stiles. Stiles is my priority and always has been. He was so happy to see me and my mom today. I just can’t wait to bring him back home. I don’t mind that he stays at the vet another day, as long as he gets 100% better.
Here’s the pictures I took him today. He already stands up and purrs a lot.
My paypal e-mail is gabrielasantosmmoreira@gmail.com in case you wish to donate for Stiles’ treatment. Thank you. So very much.
August 18th: Yesterday I got Stiles back. He was happy. He was happy to be home. But today it all got worse. I had to take him back to the vet. He kept bouncing with his head and his eyes were constantly moving from one side to the other. I thought it were probably secundary effects from all the antibiotics he had took. It wasn’t. I took him back and the doctor told me it could be an ear infection. Or it could be a virus or a bacteria. It could be a fungus or parasites. But it could also be a brain tumor… He won’t eat. He wants to though. He tries to. But still won’t eat. He looks so skinny. He’s not the same cat he was two weeks ago. I am terrified. Stiles is my EVERYTHING. He literally is. I am scared. I am terrified and I want Stiles back to normal. I need him to be at his 100% so I can be at my 100% as well. I can not deal with this. I can’t let him die. The treatment is going to be way too expensive. I need all the help I can get. Please, spread this post as much as possible. I swear to you, Stiles is all I got left. He is my company, my best friend.
August 23rd: Stiles is home! I am very happy even though he’s still not eating but today I went back to the vet and he told me it was his stomach. His stomach is dilated which is why he won’t eat. It causes him discomfort and pain. The doctor also comfirmed he doesn’t have a brain tumor. He has a pulmonary lesion which is also why he won’t eat. He still needs to take antibiotics and still needs to keep being seen by the vet. The bill is terrifying for me. A lot of people have helped me already and I already paid a little with the money that was donated to Stiles.
These are the rest of the bills. As you can see, it’s over than 200€. If you can give away at least 1€ for Stiles’ treatment, it will be already VERY helpful. I am so glad Stiles is back home and I just want him to be healthy. My paypal e-mail is gabrielasantosmmoreira@gmail.com in case you wish to donate.
Words aren’t enough to describe how thankful I am to all of you. I love you all so much. Stiles and I do. Thank you.
August 30th [URGENT]:
Fortunately, I managed to pay almost half of Stiles’ treatment thanks to the people who donated so far. I couldn’t be more thankful to those angels who have been saving me and Stiles.
Unfortunately, this is a really urgent/desperate update for me. This is the money I have in my bank account at the moment:
Which isn’t enough to pay for the rest of Stiles’ treatment. This bill is from yesterday. Stiles had to take a dewormer
that costs 9.75€.
This other bill is the money from Stiles’ treatment that I’ve got left to pay (159,67€).
I need your help. If you can donate or reblog to spread the word, I will be forever thankful, like I already am. My paypay e-mail is gabrielasantosmmoreira@gmail.com if you wish to donate.
Pugs are not cute. Pugs are malformed, inbred, sick animals that should never have existed.
(Above: pug and wolf skulls. Note the shallow eye sockets, crowded, protruding teeth, and short snout in the pug.)
Dogs pant to cool themselves. As pugs have practically no snouts, they have trouble cooling their bodies and they can suffer from organ failure as a result.
Pugs are often unable to breathe properly due to their short snouts and compact breathing passages. This inhibits their ability to do things that dogs like best - running, chasing things, playing.
Pugs suffer from a mangled jaw from which their teeth grow in all directions.
Because of the distorted shape of their skulls, their eyes commonly pop out of their heads. 60% of prolapsed eyes become blind. Eyes put back in the skull are prone to infection and the dog may need treatment for the rest of their life.
Their eyes are also prone to swelling painfully, becoming scratched, and being irritated by their eyelashes.
When excited, pugs are prone to getting fluid stuck in their throats, making them choke or gasp for breath. This is given the cutesy nick name “reverse sneezing”. [video]
As it can be difficult for pugs to exercise, they are prone to obesity.
Some pugs are born with their nostrils pinched almost shut, making it impossible for them to live without an operation.
The wrinkles on their faces will become infected without constant, careful cleaning by their caretaker.
About 64% of pugs suffer from hip dysplasia (malformed hip sockets) which causes crippling lameness and painful arthritis.
Pugs have a genetic weakness to demodectic mange (a pretty nasty skin condition caused by mites).
Their curled tail makes them susceptible to hemivertibrae - misshapen backbones which cause spine bending and instability, neurological disorders, back leg paralysis, incontinence, and pain.
Pugs are so inbred that a study of ten thousand pugs in the UK had the genetic makeup of only 50 individuals. Inbreeding means that defective genes are more likely to be expressed and passed on to offspring.
Necrotizing meningoencephalitis (brain swelling) is common among pugs. Dogs with this condition usually die within a few weeks.
I am so sick of seeing pugs being celebrated. Their small, squashed skulls, facial wrinkles, curled tails, and protruding eyes are actually valued when these characteristics are a cruelty in themselves.
Pugs are charming, sweet, funny little souls and they don’t deserve the bodies humanity has designed for them.
Stop celebrating pugs. Stop buying pugs.
let’s celebrate retro pugs instead
responsible breeders decided they liked the temperament but the health issues were a nightmare, so they fixed them, they bred them out
it’s retro as in before the muzzle was bred out
and look at them
the one on the left is a retromop and the one on the right is a (elderly) pug
they’re healthier, live longer and have all the pug benefits with none of the usual health issues because of the deformed skull
they have longer legs
making exercise easier, and yet maintained most of the pug looks, and yes, they have the pug grin
want a pug - get a retropug or retromop, a healther, happier, and possibly cheaper option
even though I love pugs, it’s important that people know this
Retromops are where it’s at friend. Keep 100% of the pug charm with 0%of the terrible unhealthy inbred deformity.
i support girls anger. i support girls who yell. i support girls who get called bitches and cunts at parties because they’ll swear at guys who won’t leave them alone. i support girls who don’t believe in second chances and cut off people who hurt them. i support girls who say no the first time and flip you off if you ask them again. i support girls who will never allow themselves to be pushovers and constantly get shit for it. you’re fucking incredible.
