Menstrual Hut

restlessnights said:
I don't think I've ever posted in here. Which is odd since I'm typically very vocal about period pain.

omg my favorite thread ever!!

and so appropriate too coz i'm PMSing like a motherfucker
 
Anyone else in?

Makes me wonder about all of those artists who paint with their mentsrual blood.
 
Am still breastfeeding kiddo (my first!) that was born in December. So...still waiting for the arrival of Auntie Flo...one of these days. Most likely in another 4-6 months after she's weaned.
 
String attached to a huge cotten wad hangin' out my twat today...oh fucking joy. I'd like to cram oh ten of these up some mans ass....
 
bumping this to the fore-front

After being preggers and breastfeeding, I just got done with my first ever-so-lovely period in oh....nearly 20 months.

It was horrid. Cramps, achyness, and oy - zits!
 
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restlessnights said:
I'm pretty sure I'm dying. I haven't had cramps this bad in years.
Must be really bad if you had to dig up the hut. Have a happy kitty. :cathappy:

My tits hurt, so in about a week, I'll be in the hut myself. Oh, also I had some really gnarly left ovary pains last week. I thought that shit was trying to bust out of my abdomen.
 
stonedfox said:
Must be really bad if you had to dig up the hut. Have a happy kitty. :cathappy:

My tits hurt, so in about a week, I'll be in the hut myself. Oh, also I had some really gnarly left ovary pains last week. I thought that shit was trying to bust out of my abdomen.
I resisted the urge to start a new thread and found this one instead. I want to rip out my insides.
 
restlessnights said:
I resisted the urge to start a new thread and found this one instead. I want to rip out my insides.
I often think about that. Digging into my flesh with my nails, crying...digging...until I find the uterus. It flits around, trying to get away, and it is hard to hold onto because it is all slippery with blood and stuff. Finally I grab it and it screams like an injured rabbit does, fighting and jerking around trying to get out of my hands. I rip it into pieces and smash them with my feet until nothing is left but a pulp.

When it's all over, I don't have a hole in my body. Why? It's my uterus murder fantasy, that's why.
 
stonedfox said:
I often think about that. Digging into my flesh with my nails, crying...digging...until I find the uterus. It flits around, trying to get away, and it is hard to hold onto because it is all slippery with blood and stuff. Finally I grab it and it screams like an injured rabbit does, fighting and jerking around trying to get out of my hands. I rip it into pieces and smash them with my feet until nothing is left but a pulp.

When it's all over, I don't have a hole in my body. Why? It's my uterus murder fantasy, that's why.
That's great. I love it.

I'm wearing one of those heating pad thingies attached to my underwear. It's moderately helpful.
 
stonedfox said:
I often think about that. Digging into my flesh with my nails, crying...digging...until I find the uterus. It flits around, trying to get away, and it is hard to hold onto because it is all slippery with blood and stuff. Finally I grab it and it screams like an injured rabbit does, fighting and jerking around trying to get out of my hands. I rip it into pieces and smash them with my feet until nothing is left but a pulp.

When it's all over, I don't have a hole in my body. Why? It's my uterus murder fantasy, that's why.

damn... that is one freaky fantasy... :eek:
 
stonedfox said:
I often think about that. Digging into my flesh with my nails, crying...digging...until I find the uterus. It flits around, trying to get away, and it is hard to hold onto because it is all slippery with blood and stuff. Finally I grab it and it screams like an injured rabbit does, fighting and jerking around trying to get out of my hands. I rip it into pieces and smash them with my feet until nothing is left but a pulp.

When it's all over, I don't have a hole in my body. Why? It's my uterus murder fantasy, that's why.

God, I loved that!
 
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