I hate analyzing every second of what happened yesterday. I hate making everything a big deal when there’s no reason to. I hate waiting and hoping, for the things I imagined and wished for, to happen. I just hate being a girl.
IF GIRLS HAVE TO BLEED OUT OF THEIR ASSES ONCE A MONTH FOR A WEEK, THEN GUYS SHOULD GET KICKED IN THE BALLS ONCE A MONTH. IT LITERALLY FEELS LIKE SOMEONE IS TWISTING MY UTERUS LIKE THEY’RE WRINGING OUT A WET TOWEL. I WANT TO STAB SOMEONE RIGHT NOW
hahaha just tried to use a wax strip on an annoying bit of hair and none of the wax came off and now my legs are stuck together with the rest of the wax i’m not even kidding they are stuck together as in i can’t seperate them and i’ve tried baby oil and water and moisturiser and HELP ME.