Yup, every month. Hormones rule. Like, literally.
  1. β€’
    I hate everyone.
    No one is good enough. You've done nothing to earn my love. NOTHING.
  2. β€’
    Everyone hates me.
    Everyone is worthless yet I still want their love and they all hate me.
  3. β€’
    I want to have so much sex.
    πŸ‡πŸ‡πŸ‡πŸ‡πŸ‡πŸ‡
  4. β€’
    The world is ending.
    Return to #3. But ugh #1.
  5. β€’
    Where have all the cowboys gone?
    πŸ’ͺπŸ†πŸ‡πŸ‘πŸ‘€πŸ‘₯πŸ’˜
  6. β€’
    WHERE IS MY HUSBAND?
    πŸ’‘πŸ˜­πŸ’‘πŸ˜­πŸ’‘πŸ˜­πŸ’‘
  7. β€’
    What if that was my last good egg?
    πŸ‘ΆπŸΌπŸ’€πŸ‘ΆπŸΌπŸ’€πŸ‘ΆπŸΌπŸ’€πŸ‘Ά
  8. β€’
    Does anyone want to braid my hair?
    Or just, like, lovingly stroke it?
  9. β€’
    I am the last single woman on the face of the earth.
    The end. ⚑️⚑️⚑️⚑️⚑️⚑️