so remember when i said i went to ( x the dermatologist ) the other day?
WELL UGH I SAY!
i don’t know what is going on with my skin.
i don’t know if it’s the pills,
or the solution,
but my skin out here looking like:
…like i have to go to work with this idiot bitch all in my grillz.
explosion of acne does not a good fashion accessory make.
one of reasons i opted out of wearing polka dots lately.
i looked in the mirror tonight and i was deadass like:
“its suppose to get worse before it gets better.”
…so that means i’m suppose to look like rocky von cunchinghton until then?