The period chronicles.paralyzed_ctznJuly 12 2008, 04:18:12 UTC
There is a time of month when a little man runs around in your body and ruins your life. He makes you feel like you got hit with a train and like someone has blown up a balloon in your stomach. He then tells you to go fuck yourself, makes you bleed, and then runs away. And then you feel better. He's like your own little accidental bun in your oven.
I don't know if any of that made any sense because I am basically drunk on pms. But you know what I mean.
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I don't know if any of that made any sense because I am basically drunk on pms. But you know what I mean.
To be continued. Or edited when I am coherent.
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