imminent-death-syndrome:

“Okay, listen here you stupid little twat. I need to know if you’re male or female so we can figure out what the fuck is wrong with you. This isn’t Tumblr, this is the real world. If you want to play these retarded games then go ask for a diagnoses from one of the blogs you follow. Then once your health declines and reality sets in, you can come back to the hospital and tell me whether you’re a boy or girl. Now fuck off. I have other patients to help that aren’t missing a goddamn functioning brain.”