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Migraine

Synesthi

Published: Oct 31, 2013

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Made with deviantART muro I've had this really bad two-week long migraine that even put me in the ER last week. Here's a picture of what's been wrecking my life!

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hopeburnsblue

Jan 9, 2014

Describe this to me? I would love to know how you represented it.

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