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SO WHAT if I made myself cry in French class by imagining overhearing an imaginary boyfriend's imaginary best friend laughing at how ugly I was? THAT'S PERFECTLY SENSIBLE.

Oh yeah? Well I WANTED to be rewarded for my diligence in using a pad as well as a mooncup by somehow bleeding OVER THE TOP of the pad. I LIKE blood soaking through my jeans. FUCK YOU.