You try to go to bed.

But then you’re worried you might bleed.

Then you wake up and check your surroundings for pools of blood.

You spend the rest of the day eating everything in sight.

And then you have cramps.

And people look at you like:

And you’re just waiting for this horrible week to be over.

And when it’s over you’re just like:

But then you realize it’s coming back next month.

(Source: flickingmybic)