cry of agony, TMI

[aesc]

I WANT MY BIRTH CONTROL BACK RIGHT THE FUCK NOW.

SERIOUSLY, BODY, THIS IS GOD-FUCKING-DAMN RIDICULOUS.

THIS IS MY SECOND-TO-LAST DAY OF VACATION. FUCKING STOP IT I HATE YOU.

*cries*

I need chocolate, the world's largest hot water bottle, an overdose of Motrin, John Sheppard to rub my back (I don't care that he'd be horrified), and Castiel to soothe my troubled brow right this instant.

Comments

[toft-froggy.livejournal.com]

Oh nooo, horrible, you poor thing. John Sheppard winces from afar at you and maybe draws a little closer when Rodney snaps at him to stop being such a baby, and then he comes and gives you a proper backrub as long as Rodney looks over approvingly at him from the laptop every so often. Then Rodney gives him a quick kiss on the cheek as he heads out, and John's ears go pink.

[aesc.livejournal.com]

Eeeeee *is warm and happy inside now* Brave John, gettin' his reward :D