You're shiny, let's play! I'll be me and you be a hula hoop. OW!--
You hurt, I get it but please stop. It's just metal shoved right through your middle, not like your boyfriend dumped you over your potato salad at lunch and then had sex with your sister's ex best friend. Not like that at all.
Beauty is pain and I happen to believe you look lovely. Thank gosh you aren't one of those fat-ass ears... like that guy in front of us in Spanish. Whooowee his ears stick out like a sore thumb. Well, a sore ear.
I'll make you a deal: I'll stop sleeping on you if you stop spontaneously combusting, mmkay?