i don't want to be in the house
with my family
i want to run far
far
far
far
away.
i'm grumpy and
i want to sleep all
of the time.
i hate these clothes
it's a struggle just to get my bra off
and it makes my breasts hurt.
wait...
my breasts hurt?
oh, fuck me, my period's coming.
no wonder i feel like shit.
come on and start already
and let me get back to my life.
heidi
written 8/27/14
Yep. I'm beginning to think I'm a confessionalist. Can anybody spare a heating pad, some Mini Snickers, and a 70's disaster film?
with my family
i want to run far
far
far
far
away.
i'm grumpy and
i want to sleep all
of the time.
i hate these clothes
it's a struggle just to get my bra off
and it makes my breasts hurt.
wait...
my breasts hurt?
oh, fuck me, my period's coming.
no wonder i feel like shit.
come on and start already
and let me get back to my life.
heidi
written 8/27/14
Yep. I'm beginning to think I'm a confessionalist. Can anybody spare a heating pad, some Mini Snickers, and a 70's disaster film?
I can't tell you how many times I had to piece together why my wife hated my guts on a particular day. One of life's cruel jokes, I guess. Hope you feel better soon.
ReplyDeleteMy normal policy is to refrain from commenting on menstrual poetry.
ReplyDeleteHowever, last night I had some chocolate chip cookies while watching "Seven Days in May" on TCM.
Is it possible we're in sync? :)
smiles... puberty is such an exciting - and such a very difficult time as well..
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