I came to the beach yesterday and before I packed I checked <a href="https://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.glow.android.eve">eve</a> to see if I would need to bring any of my feminine products. I trusted <a href="https://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.glow.android.eve">eve</a> and don't blame <a href="https://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.glow.android.eve">eve</a> for telling me I would be fine until next week. Well I was starting to have cramps a few days ago and dismissed it as being caused by stress well fuck I was wrong. My sacrificial waterfall of the unborn has begun and Satan is tearing my uterus out. And I'm pissed off. I don't have anything I need except two emergency pads (thank god I have them) but I have no other way of getting more. And y'all will probably think just go to the store and buy some well I don't have a car nor the money to buy them and the people I'm staying with can take me but won't pay for them. So I'm pissed and trying to figure out how to make two pads last till Saturday. Likely bikini bottoms are pretty thick so if I stay on the pool all day tomorrow I should be fine till I get back home. If not I'll make shit some tp pads haha. Trying to find humor in this.