Of course my skin is stressed. I am stressed. It’s Christmas and I can’t even have a liqueur chocolate. POOR ME.
As most of you have probably worked out by now, I am a boy/male/unfemale. So, like, it’s impossible for me to menstruate. So my non-existent vagina doesn’t bleed. But my soul does. At how bad my skin is right now. CHRIST. Yeah that’s right, I’m on my boy-period.