PMS blues
PMS PMS please go away,I don’t want to feel this way,
Bloated and fat, I feel so ugly,
You are making me a crybaby.
PMS PMS why can’t you be nice,
My feet feel cold, as cold as ice,
Why don’t you go and haunt the guys,
Make them cry for once or twice!
PMS PMS I don’t hate you,
It’s just I don’t want to feel so blue,
My body feel as heavy as batu,
And I’m craving for a hot lamb stew.
PMS PMS this cramps you give me,
Hot water bottle marks on my tummy,
Those Galaxy chocolate look so yummy,
And I feel like picking a fight with my Bee! (sorry baby!)
PMS PMS don't mess with me,
This mood swing you've caused is not so funny,
This blues is too long it's getting cheesy,
I think I'll go make myself a cup of tea.
*Still missing my Bee*
posted by miniME @ 7:46 PM
3 Comments:
Missing you constantly, baby.
Thinking of you, always.
Wishing you'll feel this hug,
Wishing you'll be warm and soothed.
*Hugs*
Luv,
Bee
Missing you constantly, baby.
Thinking of you, always.
Wishing you'll feel this hug,
Wishing you'll be warm and soothed.
*Hugs*
Luv,
Bee
*hugs hugs*
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