Livin' my life, the best way I know how. (daz_meh) wrote in fuck_pms,
Livin' my life, the best way I know how.
daz_meh
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i hate the 2nd day of my period...


Day 2 (A poem)

Day 2,
I hate you
Why do you torment me so?
Whether up or down, the blood comes.
A crimson tide comes crashing in to the pillow of cotton we call a pad.

I hate you..
Day 2.

No matter how hard, my kegel muscles i tense
Your bloody fluids still commence.

DAMMIT day 2

I HATE YOU.

You make me sore, my neck, my back
EWWWWWWWWWw just like that.

Uncomfy, irritable and achy ... you make me.

my bra and clothes go up a size, my temper is on the rise.

DAMMIT SHIT!
WHY DON'T MY CLOTHES FIT?!?!?!

DAmn you STRAIGHT ta hELL day 2!

ARGHHHHH!

I wanna work out, I want to screw
but you shout ! "Blub blub blurrrrrb! Not for you!"
the heated stream, no that's not pee

its YOU!
DAY 2.

fuck off.

-- the end--
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