the period project

rant fifty-seven: hormonal mess

anonymous 

Effin' HORMONES.

I'm already dealing with cramps and a torrential downpour of blood, do I really have to deal with hormones too?! I'm a mess right now.

I'm sitting in my room, watching Hetalia and crying my eyes out because HOLY ROME WONT FRACKIN' LOVE CHIBI ITALY!! And then I'm crying again because Holy Rome had to leave Italy and such and it's just so depressing. And then I'm crying at a sad/happy part in a book. Then I'm raging because HOLY ROME STILL WON'T LOVE ITALY. JESUS. LOVE HIM ALREADY PLEASE.

I've got the happy music going, but then a commercial comes on and I'm off on the crying again. Then I'm laughing at a sad part in a movie.

Jesus, hormones, GET YOURSELVES PULLED TOGETHER.

STOP MAKING MY EMOTIONS GO ALL OUT OF WHACK. My friends already think I'm psycho because I send them super weird texts when I'm on my period. And don't even get me started on PMS texts.

Okay, I'm gonna go drown my sorrows in banana milk.

Because banana milk be the bomb.com.

Oh, one more thing.

DON'T YOU BE MESSIN' WITH MY BANANA MILK, PARENTALS. MY BANANA MILK BE HEAVEN.

Kthxbai