I have a zit the size of half a golf ball just below my eye. It is painful; it is irritating, but more irritating than one might think because this zit is screwing with my field of vision.
On more than one occasion today, coworkers have believed I am looking at them to get their attention. I am not, I am looking at this (as my fiancé would call it my twin) twin coming out of my face!
Sometimes I think I see people walking by, but it is just my twin popping out to say I’m still here mo-fo.
Earlier it was so bad, it made my eyes water and my nose run. Who in the world has ever had a zit that makes their nose run?
A coworker came to talk to me this morning when the zit was the size of an egg (that might be an exaggeration), and as he talked to me he repeatedly whipped just below his eye where my twin is resting, as if his subconscious dislikes my new growth too.
Oh my little beanturd, how long will I have to put up with you? Makeup cakes up and flakes away accentuating the little guys curves.
Zit cream has angered it, made it turn white with fury but did nothing to calm its size… I will wait until you die like others do, but until then I will curse your existence and put stuff over you, just to make you mad.
Getting smaller
-ducksoup- 