I’ll bet that if you count the days between my whiney morose posts,
the days between these pits of sadness that I fall into sometimes,
the number would be pretty damn close to 28.
Fucking menopause.
I’ll bet that if you count the days between my whiney morose posts,
the days between these pits of sadness that I fall into sometimes,
the number would be pretty damn close to 28.
Fucking menopause.
song dog sally 