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DSDJKFNSDKJGJDFGJDGDJF;;SFSD. MUTHAFUCKING OW. WTF, STFU, GTFO, AND OTHER THINGS WITH 'F' IN THEM.
ARGHHH. ARGLE FARGLE. TEAR, RIP, DESTROY. D:<
edit: Pardon me. It is rather difficult to be coherent when one is not only gushing blood from between one's legs, but also has the feeling of the royal gummi ship landing on one's abdomen over and over.
Ah, and me without a sanitary napkin. How FUCKING inconvenient. I don't suppose any of you would be so kind enough as to run (AND I DO MEAN RUN) down to the shops to help me buy a pack, would you? I do so dislike making a mess, but... well, it is rather difficult to control one's biology. I'm sure that most of the girls here would agree.
I can feel you men cringing through the computer screen. Too much information? Deal with it. Be grateful that the only thing that you have to suffer from is erectile dysfunction. Curse you men and the invention of viagra... there should be a cure for the monthly cycle. I am drinking pots of tea to calm myself, but all it's doing is giving me an uncomfortably full bladder-- which, might I add, is greatly unhelpful. I DO NOT NEED TO BE GUSHING MORE LIQUIDS FROM MY LADYBITS.
Now. Is someone going to get me my pads, or am I going to make sure that I'm not the only one in this miserable castle who's bleeding between the legs?
... >:)
ARGHHH. ARGLE FARGLE. TEAR, RIP, DESTROY. D:<
edit: Pardon me. It is rather difficult to be coherent when one is not only gushing blood from between one's legs, but also has the feeling of the royal gummi ship landing on one's abdomen over and over.
Ah, and me without a sanitary napkin. How FUCKING inconvenient. I don't suppose any of you would be so kind enough as to run (AND I DO MEAN RUN) down to the shops to help me buy a pack, would you? I do so dislike making a mess, but... well, it is rather difficult to control one's biology. I'm sure that most of the girls here would agree.
I can feel you men cringing through the computer screen. Too much information? Deal with it. Be grateful that the only thing that you have to suffer from is erectile dysfunction. Curse you men and the invention of viagra... there should be a cure for the monthly cycle. I am drinking pots of tea to calm myself, but all it's doing is giving me an uncomfortably full bladder-- which, might I add, is greatly unhelpful. I DO NOT NEED TO BE GUSHING MORE LIQUIDS FROM MY LADYBITS.
Now. Is someone going to get me my pads, or am I going to make sure that I'm not the only one in this miserable castle who's bleeding between the legs?
... >:)