Dear God, or whoever is in charge of shit like this:
I’m 40. Enough with the acne already.
Oh, and world peace, massive weight loss and a lotto win would be great too.
Thanks in advance!
Love,
Jodi
PS: Before my smarty-pants readers say it, I wrote this BEFORE Hallowe’en and the 26-snack-per-day diet I undertook following our fave pagan celebration.
