portrait of a girl

Basically the post above summarizes everything I could think of that sucks about having periods. I just couldn't resist making a post. I feel like exploding if I freaking don't do this. I don't think I can type much without having to slam my keyboard, so I'll stick with pictures to describe what I'm going through at the moment. Cue music: Bleeding Love.   I keep bleeding, I keep keep bleeding love I keep bleeding, I keep keep bleeding love And that above perfectly shows what I usually do to try and numb the pain. Cue groaning and moaning from pain. Cue mom who looks at you like you're going crazy. Not to mention the fact that girls sometimes have the flag of Japan on our butt. Everything just seems to be 100x more annoying. They're all out to annoy me. Ugh. Just this: Imagine getting kicked by thousands of mini ninjas then stabbed a thousand more in your stomach. Imagine that five days a month, boys. IMAGINE THAT. Well, that's the wo...

@ Doshia's 17th Birthday Love doesn’t need to be perfect, it just needs to be true. Okay. That might not be the best picture for us, but I recently realized that we don't have many pictures together. It might be because I don't like having my picture taken, and he doesn't too. I guess it's something we can agree on. Now, fourty-two months is quite a long time for any couple in a relationship. If I recall, I was just about fifteen then. He was about sixteen or so. We were young, just two kids in love who didn't know how demanding a committed relationship was. We didn't care then, so we had to learn the hard way. In those years we've been together, there were too many ups and downs in our relationships. The rush of reality was so overwhelming. Lies, insecurities, jealousy and even the point of obsession were thrown at us far too many times. It seemed like an endless battle, but I knew deep down. . It was all going to be fine. I just hadn't re...