PMS

Today I was a psycho bitch. I was evil. I was emotional. I cried for no reason for 4 hours. I was irrational. I was a "hideous creature".

I will be like this for 4 more days....



Ah, what a shitty time of the month this is.



I made my boyfriend's life miserable. He was doing almost everything right and I still blamed him for not doing enough. He would talk to me and I would just cry and ask him to stop geting mad. I would not listen to him at all. I was frustrating the hell out of him.. but he was still absolutely perfect. OK, maybe not absolutely perfect.. but I doubt any guy could be as great as he is.

PMS is evil! or whatever the hell this is.. it is bad!


On a semi-related note:
I did notice that my chest is huge.. I think it is pretty cool how that works. Women become psycho unbearable creatures from hell, but their breasts grow. Men are happy with the bigger chests and they become semi-distracted from how bitchy we are.
Our swollen chests save us from ruining our relationships!