You lie awake at night, with blue eyes that never cry

I HATE being a girl.

I entirely loathe the fact that once a month, I have no control over my emotions for days.

I despise knowing it's coming and not being able to do anything about it.

I vehemently disapprove of losing half my blood over the space of 4-5 days.

I hate losing every fiber of energy in my body.

I am repulsed at the breakouts that occur.

I abhor the obscene food cravings that are constantly floating at the front of my mind.

I detest the feelings of worthlessness that rack my brain.

I spit upon the fact that I can't bring myself to get out of bed.

I dread knowing, that despite all my hard work, I will gain 5 pounds in only a fraction of the time it took me to lose that much.

I curse my inability to cry.

I disrelish the pain eating away at my abdominal area.

One thing I do not disparage, is using the online thesaurus to prove a point.