Fuck you, Valentine's day.

[obliviousally_lj]

A big, fat. FUCK YOU goes to my ovaries, who decided they were going to give me the wonderful gift of BLOOD FROM MY CROTCH today.

I couldn't have asked for anything better. <3

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Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you.

I'm taking some goddamn sleeping pills and hoping for sweety oblivion to cradle me today.

*grumble*

Oh, fucking great. We have, like, 3 more pads. That's going to last me the next few days.

Why didn't I see this coming? Why didn't I realize my chocolate cravings weren't just cause I wanted candy for Valentine's? Fucking christ, I'm so glad I don't have a boyfriend. This would be the single worst Valentine's Day in his life, as he would have his head bitten off and his insides consumed today from my wrath. Simply based on the fact that I'm SO FUCKING ANGRY AND PISSY RIGHT NOW IT'S UNREAL. No wonder my hormones have been all RAWRSEXRAWR lately. :P

*screams*

If I'm coherant later I'll write an actual post.

Fuckers. >_<

*bites and mauls and attacks things*

EDIT: Oh my fucking god, I thought I lost my pinky ring and was about to start crying cause I couldn't find it. Thankfully, it was on the bed. -_-

Comments

[spiralpegasus.livejournal.com]

That's why you pick a boyfriend whose head is made of chocolate and innards are full of marshmellowy goodness.

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[obliviousally.livejournal.com]

YEEEE!