It's about time you started acting our age. Fourteen years ago, you were annoying, yes, but still part of the adolescent cycle of awkwardness that eventually led to the character and self-assurance of my adult years. Today, however, no matter how much character and self-assurance I have, I'm not cool with these blemishes that suggest I am still in middle school. If you would just talk to your upstairs neighbor, my scalp, it would tell you that gray hairs and acne should not mix. You are simply perpetuating a paradox that I, for one, do not appreciate. It's time you grew up.
Hugs & kisses,
B
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