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so i decided, im really nice. im probably one of the nicest people you know, but when im absolutely forced to be a bitch i am a big bitch. i hate being mean, but i dont like being taken advantage of or pushed to the limit either. i guess im protective of my happiness.
i hate estrogen,i hate being weird once a month. doubting everything and everyone in small ways, wanting to hide out, wanting to wear a refrigerator box over my body if i absolutely must go out in public. thinking that any change in arthurs tone means something bad is about to come out of his mouth. i feel dumb.
i feel bad. im not sure i should. but i feel bad.
i dont want to think about how tired im going to be tommorow.
i hate estrogen,i hate being weird once a month. doubting everything and everyone in small ways, wanting to hide out, wanting to wear a refrigerator box over my body if i absolutely must go out in public. thinking that any change in arthurs tone means something bad is about to come out of his mouth. i feel dumb.
i feel bad. im not sure i should. but i feel bad.
i dont want to think about how tired im going to be tommorow.