Dear body:
I'VE GOT A FUCKTON OF THINGS TO DO AND I'M ALREADY ANEMIC ENOUGH, SO I DON'T NEED YOU TO BLEED YOURSELF TO DEATH. YOUR IMPERSONATION OF THE NIAGARA WATERFALLS IS WASTED AS I'M THE ONLY ONE TO SEE IT AND I'M NOT PARTICULARLY IMPRESSED AFTER SEEING IT A GAZILLION TIMES BEFORE. THE COMPLEMENTARY PAINS DON'T HELP, EITHER. PLEASE, LET ME WORK, THANK YOU.
There's no force in the Universe that can convince me that being a woman doesn't suck.