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caitriDear Universe,
I can deal with the fact that I am bleeding like a stupid pig and feel disgusting and have annoying parts hurt because it's that time of the month.
I can deal with that stupid hemorrhoid I got from straining too much this weekend. (And, btw, universe, aren't I too fucking young to be getting those?!?! Fuck you!!!)
I can deal with getting no mail because of the bad weather and the cranky pipes that made it take forever to get a hot shower tonight.
I can deal with an annoying family that has to gripe about every wedding decision.
I can deal with the fiance who is too stressed out to deal with Valentine's Day and can barely talk properly because of his exhaustion, because I know the feeling most of the time.
I can even deal with the fact that fucking FTD can't deliver fucking flowers to my Mom despite the $16 delivery charge.
But I'm NOT happy about it, okay?
So send something GOOD my way already. Dammit.
I can deal with the fact that I am bleeding like a stupid pig and feel disgusting and have annoying parts hurt because it's that time of the month.
I can deal with that stupid hemorrhoid I got from straining too much this weekend. (And, btw, universe, aren't I too fucking young to be getting those?!?! Fuck you!!!)
I can deal with getting no mail because of the bad weather and the cranky pipes that made it take forever to get a hot shower tonight.
I can deal with an annoying family that has to gripe about every wedding decision.
I can deal with the fiance who is too stressed out to deal with Valentine's Day and can barely talk properly because of his exhaustion, because I know the feeling most of the time.
I can even deal with the fact that fucking FTD can't deliver fucking flowers to my Mom despite the $16 delivery charge.
But I'm NOT happy about it, okay?
So send something GOOD my way already. Dammit.
