Arms

I have bumpy, hideously ugly, red arms. It’s something I’ve had since before high-school and even with all the creams, medications, exfoliation and sunlight or whatever in the world – it doesn’t look like something that’s ever going to disappear. But aside from that I’ve been relatively blessed with normal-ish skin (whatever that is). I’ve never had problems with mass breakouts, or acne, no skin conditions or eczema. I couldn’t tan to save my life, and will always curse my grandparents sporadic genes which not only skipped my parents, but myself as well, leaving it to my sister to show what glorious olive skin my genes are capable of. But there are far worse people in the world (that wart-tree man springs to mind)

But I’ve been finding bumps around my neckline and in the middle or my back. And they are raised and highly itchy. It could be my body trying to release more crap since I’m turning healthy. Or it could be that I’m turning into a highly contagious chicken-pox monster from the land of pollo-centria. I’ve had chicken pox, and I’ve been a monster, but my mum has had chicken pox twice, and just ask my sister or cat how many times I’ve been a monster, the world is not safe.