dear womanhood,
i fucking hate you. stop coming once a month. you ruin plans and you make me want to diediediedie. i will adopt when i get older. just stop. you will be the end of my happiness. THE CRAMPS NEED TO GO AWAY NOW. and if the bloating would stop, id apreciate it. RAAAHHH!
fuckyou,
me.
so i was supposed to go bowling tonight. yeah
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We definitely need to hang out again soon.
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