Beauty confession time kids.
Gather round now….
There is one thing that is so very satisfying and evokes such an accomplisment in this Muse…..
Poppin’ a pimple.
Hey, no shame in my game. I’m a popper.
You can preach, you can lecture, you can yell, and you can tell me all the reasons why I should never, ever pop a pimple but I wouldn’t listen because there is nothing as satisfying as popping a big old pimple and watching that bad boy squirt. Gross? Maybe but I don’t care, I lurve it.
Well…maybe there is one thing that’s equally satisfying….
Picking a scab! Oh yeah baby!
Are you woman enough to admit you pop?
Or maybe you’re one of those straight lace types that lectures others about the dangers, gasp, of, OMG, popping a pimple!
Or maybe you’re the one that whips out some Clearasil and goes to work treatin’ it.
Confess it, do you pop, treat, or maybe you lecture…..?