Pink pills rock.
It's been a long time, it seems, since I've experienced the excruciating pain, enough to make me roll on the ground and scream bloody murder. After tolerating an hour, the screams turned into whimpers, and I could barely talk, much less stand straight up and walk.
I hate being a woman sometimes.
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I kinda wish someone will stand behind me, cuddling me, mindlessly playing with my hair, while I do my own stuff. Someone who adores me and is willing to pay attention to all e nitty gritty random things I do.
Labels: rants
