I'm a giant pimple on the face of humanity.

Katie Alender
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The fact that we’re not very good at saying things like “I love you” and “thank you” and “sorry,” doesn’t necessarily mean we don’t have feelings. A lot of people, including those who are otherwise very intelligent, have trouble expressing those feelings. When you tell someone you love them or that they do a great job, they may not know what you mean. They may not understand what it is about them that makes them so special to you.

But they do have feelings about being loved and being appreciated. They just aren’t used to hearing it from others. So if a person is a giant pimple on the face of humanity, the idea is that the person is so awful looking that others don’t want to look at him or her.

That person has no friends because they’re too ugly to be with anyone else.

Source: Bad Girls Dont Die

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