I ship Bamtina
why doesn’t anyone appreciate my sarcasm and bitterness as much as i do
This is my sister, Nanna. Last night, she locked herself in the bathroom. I was really worried, because she also was crying a lot. I called Falck, and when they arrived, over an hour later, they kicked the door in. She was lying on tthe bathroom floor, both arms and stomach were cut in deep. By her side, a empty bottle of Panodils layed. 83 pills gone. She was immideatly rushed to the hospital. They rinsed her body, but at that point iit was already late. She is now in a coma, and the doctors are not optimistic. Please reblog this to pray that my sister will wake up, and survive this. Also reblog, so I can show her that people do care, that she is worth living. That she is beautiful, and she can get out of this. Please.