Only instead of it being constant.
It seems to be monthly, monthly you ruin my day.
Monthly I'm in tears because of you.
Monthly I hate who I am and who I became for you!
Monthly you make me wish I never met you.
But I did, and you will forever be my past as I will be yours.
But now I never want to touch another boy again, in fear he will break me like you did.
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