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Oh, fuck you, biology. I haven't had a day off work (not counting weekends and bank holidays, obvs, I'm not insane) since Febuary, and I'm about to kickstart nine beautiful days of beautiful perfect freedom, and my fucking uterus decides, oh hey, time to spring-clean this shabby lining and all these unfertilized eggs we got lying around.

Fuck yoooooooooouuuu, nature! I didn't want your stupid fucking eggs anyway, thanks for letting me hemorage while also cramping like a motherfucker just for the chance that one day I could also catch womb parasites.

Argh! Fucking shark week!

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