I'm so sorry about how much I'm about to over share here. It's 4am and I just woke up covered in my own blood. OK, that's fine right it happens to everybody at some point. But the smell.... The smell is so bad. My father was a plumber and I've never smelled anything this raunch. Raunch as f*** my friends. To top it off the rate at which blood is leaving my body is concerning. I coughed while sitting on the potty and it seriously sounded like I was peeing. Literally. I just sat there. Mentally losing my s***. Because I don't have insurance. Like. Nothing.
There is something else that is concerning as well. Since June I've lost 50 pounds. Nothing in my life style has changed. I'm worried that I might have something seriously wrong with me. I was able to ignore the weight lose because I'm overweight. Whatever. America. But all that nasty happened with my man waking me up. Again, because of the smell.
That's right ladies and gentleman, if you're out there, the smell was so bad it woke up a person that sleeps through fire alarms.
I'm gonna have to throw out this matrice.
Help me!!!!!