chat strew is face juice

i had a fucking zit on my face.
i touched the corner of my right nostril all day but i didn't think that was doing anything. even though i know that when i put these grimy paws on my sensitive face i get weird things inside my pores. like dirt and bacteria... and probably someone's cum. probably not with the cum thing. but the puss that oozes out of my zit reminds me of some dirty boy spanking his meat and oozing a very similar looking liquid out of his own zit for an excuse of a penis. penises and zits are so similar. when they are full of puss, they are huge, and when they release that cum, they are practically gone. like a bandit in the night... but not at all. because bandits take things... i guess penises can take virginities and zits can take valuable time and thought power to pop or to not pop.

well this zit was occupying my face, then i decided... rather i realized, that i am actually the governor of my own face so i should evict it. if someone is occupying a park in the city that is my face, i'm going to kick them the fuck out.

funny thing about popping zits is that you have to get your fingers in just the right place to get that shit out.
that’s not funny.
what’s funny is that me touching my face made this a problem in the first place and now i'm touching my face in a semi-violent way to fix the problem that my careless hands caused.

touching caused this and touching shall ultimately fix it. so i tell myself.

so what is funny about this, is nothing. zits are natural and a bit cheap.

but, when you offend that mother fucker with your mitts, there is no other joy.

i'm standing in my new bathroom, hands on face, pushing hard.

i remember how much i love/hate poetry... and then
and then, the fucking thing blows up.

but there is this moment right before you squeeze that cum out of your body when you see something totally radical. you see that thin sheath of skin stretch like a body being pulled apart by the forces of gravity in a black hole. it bulges. it waxes and wanes. it dose not want to release the wrath of evil that it holds... yet it does. and there it goes.

its like watching the sun spontaneously explode.