It has started again, my diamonds.

That dreaded thing that happens to girls every month that wakes me up at 3 am every time the first night and I want to just tell it to stop because no one likes it and makes the next few days terrible for me.

You get it? Ok.

Get ready for me being a depressing little shit for about 4-7 business days.

Woop.

It already hurts like hell.

Save me.

I'll be staying up later than usual tonight, so...