When I'm around you and your acne problem appears, I always feel sad. I can deal with pimples. But the thing is, I know that that cute pimple is an allergic reaction your skin does when in contact with mine. Is a way of your body telling you I'm going to do you harm and hurt you like nobody ever did. Sometimes I think your soul is allergic to me, and that the only thing that keep us together is your heart fighting against your spirit, who, in the end, I'm afraid it will be right.
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