PMSing

Chocolate, I need it

Ice-cream, I want it

Need junk, comfort food

Why?

Get me a heat pack

Hot chocolate, blanket

Ooh coffee

Stay in bed

Nurofen. Panadol. Please.

Knives in my eyes.

I am a balloon, inflated. Full.

Sensitive skin, break out like

Crazy. Netflix, rest.

Cramping inside me
gripping vice.

Burning hot. Blood flow.

Heavy, mess. A toilet bowl massacre.

Moody hunger strikes. Don’t touch me.

Eat everything in sight.

Back to bed now,

Good night.  

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