I have freckles on my nose.
I don't remember how I got them or if I have always had them, but they are there: not very many, but enough to require attention.
My freckles and I have a love/hate relationship.
Sometime I love them and I look for them to remind me of how I have always been.
Sometimes I hate them and want to rip each one off of my face.
But no matter what, they are there. They are comforting.
I work so hard to cover them up but they are not something I would ever want to completely erase.
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Freckles are sweet. My mom-- a freckled red-head, called them 'angel kisses.'
I suspect in your case, this is absolutely true:-)
It's a good thing that everyone knows freckles are dead sexy.
ngjum
Good thing we all know freckles a dead sexy.
wxkcr
I feel that way about a lot of things...even people...there are those who I wish I could just rip out of my heart sometimes, but then I think of all they've taught me and I know that I would never want to completely erase them...
I think the only people who don't care much for freckles are those who have them. I think they're adorable ... and ESPECIALLY when they stick around through adulthood.
Okay, my entire comment just completely disappeared. Grrr.
Basically, what I said was that I think the only people who really don't care for freckles are those who have them! I think they're adorable.
I have the same relationship with mine. Besides, I think they look cute on other people, but I'm always trying to cover mine with make up. It's so silly :)
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I have the same relationship with mine. I think they look so cute on other people but I'm always trying to cover mine with make up. It's silly I know.
i love freckles. i think they are adorable, always have
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