 If your skin could talk, would you listen? As your skin, I forgive you. I forgive you for poking and popping me when I broke out at 14. I forgive you for that awful pelaring hole you left in me when you were 15. I forgive you for damaging me before prom, on spring break, and at tanning salons when you were 16, 17, 18. But I'm your skin. And if you continue to tan, I hope you can forgive me