NerdimusPrime
One of the saddest things I've ever heard is when my mother said, "I always wished I could have been just a little bit pretty."
One of the saddest things I've ever heard is when my mother said, "I always wished I could have been just a little bit pretty."
Shortly after a palliative care nurse suggested Preparation H as a treatment for my weeping induced under-eye bags, my mother, who was dying of cancer, opened her eyes and left me with these parting words of wisdom to sustain me after she died: "Whatever you do, Petunia, do NOT put ass cream on your face."