Say one thing about skin, say it's a treacherous sheet of epidermal layer.
The amount of creams, lotions, serums, moisturizers, oils, that I apply on my face probably weigh in tonnes and yet, today, as I opened my face wide to bite on a ludicrously inviting red apple, I felt my skin tear, and I'm sure it must've made a sound had it not been camouflaged under the deafening scrunch of my teeth digging into the juicy flesh of said fruit.
I felt like one of those portraits where you see a skull tearing out of molten flesh that's recently been bathed with acid, except there was no acid.
A tiny red scratch like a welt has surfaced on the left side of the lip and it burns.
Gah!! I'm madly pissed.
The weather isn't kind to me, at all.
Sobs
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