Why does everyday feel like a breakup?
I can say and vent about anything I want to. Anything.
Because right now, I just feel like screaming at something. I want to scream, and cry, and tell someone how shitty some things can be. I’m just so pissed and frustrated at nothing.
Anger exists out there. Hate exists.
Before I didn’t even know they did.
When your vagina smells like putrid ass-fuck because you’re PMSing.