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So what I have realized is that I am a completely psychotic hot damn mess.

And I will not lie I one hundred percent blame my vagina. I have never until today realized how fucking emotional I can be from this.

I came home tonight and my god-sent roommate instantly knew...
"whats that matter?"

I paused for a second as I opened my mouth to speak and only allowed a simply nothing to escape.

not five minutes later he tried again...
not two words leave my mouth before I am bawling little a little baby...telling him how badly I embarassed myself and that I now realize how fucking psycho I am. babbling on and on about what is wrong I make way to this poor boys bed as I continue to tell him what is the matter still crying like...I can not honestly think of a comparison it was so bad..

Finally he looks at me and says there is nothing wrong with you..your a girl...and that makes you a little out of whack sometimes...you are just out of whack...stop crying and just feel better...youll be normal again in a few days..

now I do not know which freaks me out more..that he knew or that that actually really helped.

Which brings me to my next point...that for whatever reason I am in fact crazy and emotional..and I do not know if I have always been this bad but god damn...I am so sorry to anyone who has crossed my path during a redout.

holy fuck.

I have a new found respect for the kind of men who are understanding to this because that shit really is cray.

and thank you roomie for being one of those men..both roomies...haha.

night.