I would like to thank you for always being there. Even if you weren't flaring up on my face, you were just beneath the surface, watching my every move.
You were there when I confessed my adoration for my first crush, remember? Without you, how could he have had the strength to deny my advances? Surely, he would have thought I was a nice girl, and I know you want me only to yourself.
And do you remember the fun we had on picture day? I was wondering when you'd be back because, acne, you had disappeared for a week. But never failing to come through, you arrived right on time that morning. A beautiful, infectious red mound marking my face.
Unfortunately, the time has come for you to move on. I have a new friend now, and his name is Proactiv. Somehow, I don't think you two will get along.
I wish you the best of luck as you find another desolate teen to prey upon. Wherever there is a flicker of beauty in the world, I'm sure you will be there to obliterate it.
I. E Abrial
You can take your oily residue with you, too.