It’s so fucking weird how girls can just tell when our periods start. Like the exact fucking moment. You’re just sitting in bed or standing in line for groceries and your face does that thing kind of like in That’s so Raven when Raven gets a vision
It’s 11:30 pm and I need raw cookie dough like I need air in my lungs.
I’m gonna do it. I’m gonna drive to Wal-Mart at midnight in my pajamas and buy a roll of cookie dough because I’m an adult with my own money who gets to make his own decisions.
I am so, so proud of you.
When kids ask me what its like to be an adult, I will show them this post. Thank you.
Okay if you can’t fuck with a girl because of:
- Pubic hair
- Stretch marks
- Any other natural occurrence of the female form
You aren’t really worthy of it anyway.
*VIOLENTLY TRIES TO SING ALL THE FALL OUT BOY SONGS AT THE END OF WHAT A CATCH, DONNIE AT THE SAME TIME*