Head Split Open, Thoughts Leaking Out

It's now day 3 with this splitting migraine fucking headache. Rusty nails behind the eyes. My pulse becomes the enemy whenever I run across the street. Can't think. Can't sleep. Can't work. Best of all, I'm going to get my teeth drilled tomorrow. So if by some miracle this sensation of industrious midgets beneath the skull goes away by tonight, that's what I have to look forward too tomorrow.