Dear Mole,
As long as I can remember you've sat on the upper left side of my nose. You've seen me through thick and thin. Through my awkward stages. Through relationships. Through friendships. Through multiple people trying to rub you off, thinking I had dirt on my face..and then through their embarassed looks as they realized the error of their ways. We've been through laughter, tears, and of course, a few tasty brews every once in a while. We were thick as thieves, you and I. Sigh.
But then you started to get bigger...and well, I didn't wanna have a huge face mole ten years from now. Basically, what I'm trying to say is... I chopped you off this morning. Do forgive me.
Me and you. You and me. No matter how they toss the dice, it had to be.
Sincerely,
Montastic
3 comments:
I think you made the right choice, if for no other reason that between the before and after pictures your mole seems to have migrated from the left side of your face to the right. Which is really not healthy.
well that's because the second picture was taken in photobooth with the webcam...thus creating a flipped image. obvs. silly swede.
Your explanation is just too convenient. Photobooth. Flipped Image. A likely story.
Im on to you. I think its all a scam and all these years you really have just had dirt on your face. You just finally took a shower. Gross.
P.S. Thank. As a general rule, people who don't shower smell funny, and, well, just thanks.
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