Wotevah READ IT. OR DON'T. WOTEVAH. so i've been staring at a screen for hours, my ears are bleeding after all the noisy equations i listened to in headphones at 1.25 times the speed and scribbled pages after pages of some chemical percentage. uncomfortable temperature where the summer is making me go hogwild, but i have this notion that if i turn on the air conditioner, i will perish as a frozen corpse. i have water, lots of it in my stomach, a migraine-ish ache (IT IS THE SCARIEST THING OF MY LIFE, THE MONSTER IS NOT UNDER MY BED, IT'S HAUNTING MY HEAD. NOT IN AN EMO WAY. IT'S KICKING, PUNCHING IN THERE. SOMEONE TELL ME IF I NEED TO GIVE BIRTH ALREADY. IT HECKING HURTS.) that makes me want to consider writing a will right now. i should be sleeping because i'm on my period too. Wait. WHY AM I ON MY PERIOD?!