An Open Letter To Adult Acne
Not paying for postage, I already pay for acne cream.
Hello there, adult acne.
Hope all is well.
Nope that was a lie.
Because I sincerely HATE YOU.
You are the worst kind of swole.
The kind of swole I can maybe tolerate:
The kind of swole I no longer have the wherewithal to tolerate:
I don't mean to burst your bubble.
But no one invited you.
You've been at this party since like 10.
AND YOU WERE AT MY PARENT'S PARTY TOO??
I wash my face.
I mean I don't wash it like this^ because no one does.