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I'm clammy, I'm cold, I'm weak at the knees My eyelids are drooping, Spine tingles and freezes. My head is pounding, My heart is, too, But I know that I am Not down with the flu. The curse of the woman, Monthly revamps Dehydration, emotions, Bloating, and cramps. I want to go home, I'm not feeling too well. I watch the clock, Waiting for the bell. Living with this Is like living in hell.
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Jun 7, 2018
Jun 7, 2018 at 12:54 PM UTC
The Curse of the Woman
I'm clammy, I'm cold, I'm weak at the knees My eyelids are drooping, Spine tingles and freezes. My head is pounding, My heart is, too, But I know that I am Not down with the flu. The curse of the woman, Monthly revamps Dehydration, emotions, Bloating, and cramps. I want to go home, I'm not feeling too well. I watch the clock, Waiting for the bell. Living with this Is like living in hell.
#girl#woman#curse#cramps#period
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19/F/West
Jun 7, 2018
Jun 7, 2018 at 12:54 PM UTC
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