Days like today remind me of my old Histology class.
I can still see the professor, recounting the menstrual cycle... and smirking. Telling us all about PMS, about females feeling exhausted... every damn limb feeling heavy as fuck... and then he'd laugh.
Sucks for you girls.
Yeah? Well... at least I don't have to put up with blue balls.
I just want to sleep... and punch my fucking uterus.
I can still see the professor, recounting the menstrual cycle... and smirking. Telling us all about PMS, about females feeling exhausted... every damn limb feeling heavy as fuck... and then he'd laugh.
Sucks for you girls.
Yeah? Well... at least I don't have to put up with blue balls.
I just want to sleep... and punch my fucking uterus.
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