Month: March 2018

Periodors

These days, going out when it’s my monthly makes me feel worried. My patience is the shortest, my sensitivity on high alert. It’s a challenge to arrive at my destination without getting gripped by emotions and breathing fire on unsuspecting people. And when I do arrive, I hope I get what I came for–apple pies and lemon juice without syrup and ice for today. Only then will I be no threat to anyone.

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