Follow Your Passion: A Seamless Tumblr Journey
Yall. My family calls me calamity jane because i am astoundingly clumsy. Im not allowed to wash any knives, even butter knives, without cutproof gloves. Okay?
I just slammed my finger in the very dirty back door so hard that one side got cut open and the other bloomed into an instantly black bruise. My brain whited out immidietly, i politely asked my brother to continue my jobs and then stood and waited for my mom to get home. With my black and bleeding finger. She walks in and i stand there like 🙂 for a few minutes, i wouldnt want to rush her!! She gets over to me and i go 'i... cant see.' And collapse on the spot.
Fast forward ten minutes, ive passed out three times, my dad had to kickstart my body into breathing once, but my wound is cleaned and im concious again!!