maybe it’s because my brain has turned to mush, but I’m in a good mood. Things are going to be alright. I know what I want, and I know life will turn out just fine.
this is pretty much the extent of my mental capabilities tonight.
(Source: lithiumbride)
“You look like you’re in the toughest girl gang at the roller rink.”
I spent all day, literally all day, in bed. I woke up feeling like I’d been run over by a truck. Worst migraine I’ve had since I had heat exhaustion last year. I couldn’t even sit upright for longer than four seconds without fear of feeling like I were going to barf and/or die. It didn’t even occur to me that this headache could be weather related until I realized a severe thunderstorm warning had been issued.
I couldn’t keep myself awake for longer than ten minutes at a time until about 7pm. How awful. What a shitty way to spend my day off.
Most of the migraine is gone, but I’ve been left with incredible pressure and oatmeal brain.
Even so, all I want to do right now is get in my car and drive 300 or so miles south. Because sometimes you need a hug and only one person is the right one to give it to you.
Sugar loved to swim, but hated getting wet so she had her pool boy give her a hand.
Can I put this on my door at work? although, I’m sure it would cut our client base in half. Or more.
(Source: kittenbutter, via thepinesaredancing)