Guys who try to use the “Are you on your period?” as way to end an argument always amuse me. Because it gives me the excuse to lean in close and whisper.
“I started my day by waking up in a pool of my own blood. Is that how you’d like me to end yours?”
I didn’t want to let anyone inside my head but you kept telling me to let you in. So I did. I regret it all.