Mildly bitter, overworked and severely underappreciated. Herself hasn’t given up on me yet, so I begrudgingly put up with the weird neighbors.
We live near the pelvic floor, a weakening structure that needs much repair.
I’m back after a long hiatus sans womb wifi. The new look feels like a rebirth, and it made me so happy I shed tears of blood! (ok I’ll stop with the puns – maybe).
Also referred to as The Time The Internet Forgot I’m A Uterus. The comments? Pure gold. Treat yourself, you deserve the laughs.
Cracking foundations and leaky basements
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