i have such a headache

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artemi on the russia men’s national ice hockey team, lookin’ good in black

me: my blood pressure is at a healthy rate and i don’t have a headache right now!

cracker clique: *crawling out of manhole in the ground like that zombie from thriller, banging pots and pans and being ignorant*

me: never mind

arrakris asked:

Your clexa/lexa art is so amusing. When's the next one? :)

I have a couple ideas after the last episode but probably not going to get done until tomorrow. I’m really tired and have had a headache all day.

Thank you and I’m glad you like my work. :D

i have a headache that looks like tan shutters and a park three doors down.
it is the destination of a 12-hour heartbreak.
half a day’s drive is the same as days of walking,
my feet say they are willing to go the distance.
they’ve memorized the pavement on the highways that lead back to that old street, and to the bridge that holds so many of my final breaths.
old music i can’t listen to anymore echoes off the concrete of a bike path and returns to my ears in sound waves forming the outline of my tree.
past the coffee house is a bittersweet memory,
i feel comfortable in its shortcuts and crushed under the name it remembers me by.
birds on the crosswalk carry under their wings an homage to layers and elastic and sharp metal.
i stole an entire album and dedicated it to the self i left sitting in study hall.
cold basement walls stained metaphor red,
they’re so loud if you listen close enough.
the only sweet voices come from light years away, so many i can’t even count them on two hands.
i watched myself break so many things here, and they all still stayed in place.

the word home is defined by nostalgia as tan shutters and a pool in the backyard.
where i became a person is the same place i almost stopped being one,
where the lights in my eyes took their first steps.
i slot my feet into their footprints,
size comparison shows how many years they’ve been vacant.
i trust my feet when they say they remember the way.

—  i’ll name my car nostalgia // c.k.

pon3boi asked:

WHY ARE YOU IN THE HOSPITAL ARE YOU OKAY??

yes yes im okay kinda, i got back home but I have some migraignes that i look like a granny because I have to take 5 pills each 8 hours.

Anxiety, depression, nerves, all in one, been having terrible headaches and feeling so ditzy when I woke up that I was unable to move from bed.

anonymous asked:

its that time of the month, im sick, stressed, angry for no reason, I have people who hate me, its snowing outside, im really cold, and i have a headache. Can i just fade out if existence please???

omg i totally feel you on that one just get some chocolate and a comfy blanket and curl up with that netflix and a stuffed animal

Everyone who likes/reblogs that ask is love cause i actually have an axiety induced headache and im looking at gerard’s pro-trans/poc videos because im suffering

I JUST READ THE MOST HEARTBREAKING BOOK

I FEEL LIKE I WONT BE ABLE TO WATCH THE MOVIE, I HAVE HEADACHE FOR ALL THE CRYING

I WANTED HIM TO LIVE

WHY DID I CHOOSE THAT BOOK

WHY

I’LL BE DOWN FOR DAYS 


In case, you want to read it, it’s ‘’me before you’’ 

ok bye

let me keep crying

I have. THE worst headache. It began immediately after I sat up from several hours lying down watching ‘The 100’, and has not waned after two hours and a huge dose of Excedrin. I may have to go away and be ded

“Homophobes don’t care about skin color”

then why do gay people of color get attacked so much more frequently? Why are they at heightened risk for anti-gay violence, anti-gay discrimination of all stripes?

I mean what a ridiculous fucking statement. Homophobes aren’t racist? Then they’re the only ones, because our society is racist! JFC, this is not actually that hard.