I was getting off of some medication a few months back, because I didn't need it and it made me flat and apathetic. Well, flat and apathetic in comparison to my usual, pre-medicated self, but I still didn't like it. So, after a few days of not taking it I alway talked really fast and animatedly, and in great quantities. I noticed something I was concerned about, so I gave my step mother a call. I left my step mother a voicemail that was about three minutes long, expressing my concern about "Chestne," or Chest-acne.
She still makes fun of it.
This is why I'm single.
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