Why is it that one or two days a month I am weird? I am perfectly fine, then BAM! I’m tearing up on my car ride home from school listening to a some country song. A song, if you skipped that part. Then I go to the grocery store to buy some salmon and it’s expensive, so I decide that I just won’t eat. Then I’m straight up mad at everything, and the Trevsies asks why? And of course I break down because I have no idea why!
Dear hormones, go away.