Your Kiss Is A Drug
The pounding in my head is as unbearable as his touch on my skin is soft, and while I lay across the bed — flattened by pain, eyes neither open… Read more »
The pounding in my head is as unbearable as his touch on my skin is soft, and while I lay across the bed — flattened by pain, eyes neither open… Read more »
So after a nine-day bout with head pain — and a little nervous about the type of pain, because {a} it’s not my ‘typical’ migraine, and {b} thinking, “Is something… Read more »
It is about pain, though. Or rather, the management thereof. I don’t know if I have anything on this blog that can be considered “usual fare”, but if I do,… Read more »