being away from hank is the worst thing in the world. i havent stopped crying for 2 hours and its making my stomach sick. i hate being in my house without being able to talk to him. this is the worst feeling in the world.
so today was pretty much an ok day. i woke up, baked a cake, and visited hank. i <3 him.
you know what i hate? when boys tell us "stop PMSing" or "you're menstrural." WTF? like they even know what it's like? i wish guys could bleed out their dicks for a week each month and see how they like it.