You know you’re loved when they jump at the chance to pick at your skin imperfections.
Ah, love… trust… blackheads. Don’t get all weepy now as this cup of romance runneth over.
You know you’re loved when they jump at the chance to pick at your skin imperfections.
Ah, love… trust… blackheads. Don’t get all weepy now as this cup of romance runneth over.
Posted by Lisa @ TexturedRoad on March 12, 2012
https://texturedroad.wordpress.com/2012/03/12/you-know-youre-loved-when/
halfwaybetweenthegutter
/ April 6, 2012This made me chuckle. My boyfriend has a huuuuge blackhead on his face, and he won’t let me anywhere near to squeeze it. He just doesn’t understand that I’m showing my love.