if you ever feel bad about yourself just think at least you’re not a model for spongebob tampons
who lives in the vagina of a young teen
absorbent and yellow and bloody is he
If intense bleeding be something you wish,
Then drop on the deck and cry like a bitch!
SPONGEBOB TAMPAX SPONGEBOB TAMPAX SPONGEBOBBBB TAMPAXX!!!
im dying of period cramps on the sofa and i heard someone in the kitchen and assumed it was my mom so i yelled I CAN FEEL MY UTERUS PULSING HELP and my dad came into the room with the most horrified expression on his face
i found this on my bed
I’m so damn confused. Is it really worth going through or is it not? One min I’m think damn straight it is then the next I’m like I don’t wanna get them in trouble. After all the fucked up things they have did I still think about how they feel. Why?!?! I shouldn’t think like that. THEY chose to lie to the cops they chose to come up with a total fucking lie and made me look like a fucking moron. Yet they were so called friends? Idk about that maybe my definition of friends is total different. They have no clue what I’m going through. They can still go on roller coaster party and over all hang out with any worries. Me on the other hand can’t do any of those things. If it gets to loud my head feels like 50 million hammers to Mt head I get ringing in my ears my vision goes all wacky. When I’m by car doors that are open a get all panicky and have a anxiety attack. That will NEVER go away. Yet why am I still caring for their feelings.when in reality they NEVER cared for mine?!