#BUT IM COVERED IN VASOLINE I LOOK LIKE A DISGUSTING GREASY RAT

[boxwinebaddie]

so, you're telling me....

( tw for unc nina med trauma/its-on-para-siGHT-bitch! )

***update:

that the past 2-3 weeks of hell i spent fighting for my goddamn fucking life alone in my room, tearing my body apart to try and keep it together, those abrasions and tears creating openings for worse things to burrow in along side the original things, thinking i figured out what i have only to realize the parasite was not done forming, new stuff forming while that was happening like i was a goddamn petri dish, having to spend every hour of every day doing research to find out what was wrong with me bc my family wouldnt believe me

and thought i was a psychotic basket-case and that even after four traumatic trips to the er, the doctors were still not fucking listening to me, told me i was sunburned and needed to be sedated, to take my chill pills, taking antibiotic after antibiotic, my hair coming out, my skin turning red and yellow, that shit not curing me, that shit actually making me worse??? that shit literally chemical burning me, that shit making me weaker than i was when i was a 14 year old freshman in high school, that fucking evil mystery diagnosis hive mind about to send a ectoparasites into my fucking heart and lungs and shit,

with me literally ready to FUCKING DIE...

could all have been over in one hour, after i promised myself i would not do any more research and just let it happen, happened to stumble upon the right parasite that presents identically to the one that i was told ( loose term, they didn't test me ) / thought i had...

but when smothered with VasoFUCKINGLine...

IS KILLED INSTANTANEOUSLY.