i am going to my doctor for one of those implants. i can't deal with the emotional wreck the menses make me

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.So maybe I should enlighten you on what happens in your absence. This selfish existence where this introvert turns extrovert and dons their social armor. I became the perfect party apprentice, with a PHD in sitting on kitchen counters and drawing my cheeks in and shooting you looks that I don't even mean. Hips that grind to scratchy indie hits and shoes that stick to nightclub floors...

How much do you pay for something like that?

Mine should be finishing any time now.

Started that Diane shit, which I could have done forever ago cause I'm not using it for the sex.

I am pumped though, cause I am just always going to run two packs together and get my period every 42 days or whatever. It normally comes about every 35ish, so I am not will to do any of this 21 day bullshit. What is thatttt????

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So I'm watching as his wings spread as wide as could be
Come on now and wrap them around me

sooo im bleeding. hooray.

and i came here to describe the crippling pain im in. well. my lower abdomen is throbbing. i go through waves of crushing pain where it feels like someone is just squeezing my uterus or rather trying to pull it out of my body. then i feel the soothing comfort of a warm bath. its like my body is fighting with itself. pain, comfort, pain, comfort.

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The fresh heartbreak was, in a sense, like being in a foreign country; everything seemed alien, brilliant and glinting. It was as if I’d been flayed, so that even the air hurt. When you’re that unhappy, any glimmer of beauty or consolation feels like running into an old friend abroad, or seeing mountaintops through smog. Maybe we mistakenly think we want “happiness,” which we tend to picture in very vague, soft-focus terms, when what we really crave is the harder-edged intensity of experience.

Is it possible to describe the type of flow you have been experiencing? e.g. how would you rate the viscosity and what shade of colour is it?

sure.

well when i changed my tampon it was still a pale pink and very very watery. like pink pee, almost. i think the crippling pain im in is because either tonight or tomorrow large chunks of uterus lining will come flowing down the vagina tunnel thingie. ill update you on that color when it comes.

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The fresh heartbreak was, in a sense, like being in a foreign country; everything seemed alien, brilliant and glinting. It was as if I’d been flayed, so that even the air hurt. When you’re that unhappy, any glimmer of beauty or consolation feels like running into an old friend abroad, or seeing mountaintops through smog. Maybe we mistakenly think we want “happiness,” which we tend to picture in very vague, soft-focus terms, when what we really crave is the harder-edged intensity of experience.