you got me.
its advil.
i love it. and so today, i felt the need to talk about it.
i'm going to explain why i love it, and then write it a love letter.
brace yourselfzzz. it's a gonna getta fun.
today, i walked home. and when i got home, i took a tinkle.
normal bodily (is that a word?) function.
went to wipe, because i replaced the toilet paper, and oh my gosh guess what?!
aunt flow is here for a week.
and so i know that this means that in three hours, i will be thinking about killing myself, becuase my cramps, are torture.
for those of you who were there that day at school before my math exam... yes.
anyways, so i ran upstairs, and downed a lot of advil.
its been four hours.
and i have had no cramps. none. miracale? i think YES.
and i'm alive.
thats advil for you.
the love letter:
dearest advil,
i love you. thank you for stoping me from dying. thank you for telling those evil cramps to go away. thank you for for being so drugilisious, and making my pelvis numb.
i love you for this, and i dont ever wanna see the bottle of the you run out.
that would be the day that would make me wanna hide in a hole and never come out.
i love you very much, even if you do have a child proof cap on you.
sometimes i cant open the child proof cap. i guess you made it teenager proof. which is a shame, just playing hard to get i guess.
but its okay, i love you still.
thank you for being there for me around the end of the month.
you are my life now.
love,
krisi
lmfao.
okay. i am done talking about my period.
and advil.
smellyalata,
krisi :)
in some sick twisted way, this reminds me of lover dearest. but not. im so confused.
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