I've had a migraine since yesterday.
I've felt an intense and painful pressure, threatening to push my eyes out of my head, for the past 36 hours.
I wish my eyes would fall out. I wish an ice-pick wielding burglar would invade my apartment and jam him weapon into my temple. I wish my used the toilet instead of a litter box. I wish I could trust myself to drive to the drugstore for some liver destroying pain killers.
It's not that I want to die, not exactly, but feeling nothing seems like a better alternative to what I'm feeling now.
I asked my boyfriend to bash my face in. He said no.
Just when you think you know a person.
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