Gabby Windey

So the next day, my two limbs that used to extend from my torso extend incredibly long like two syringes full of that ultra-juvederm you got in that gas station esthetician office for a Russian lip lift.

You wanted to try it again and you like it too much, but your lips are falling off of your face.

But time and ice won't transform your stubbles this time.

Only a daily volume for the rest of your life to woe your fears which have come.

to be present.

The cellulite, all of a sudden, it's worse.

It's huge.

I have visible and variable shaped balls of atrid slash fascia.

Maybe we don't even know.

Is this even science?

I'm assuming.

But they're infesting my legs.

They were huge, huge, like cylindrical just bumps, maybe 20 to 30 on each side of my leg.

You could feel them to the touch.

You could see them.

A blind man could see them because they touch.

It's painful and deceitful, and the next days are filled with incessant Googling of the side effect and how to deal with this ailment.

I find nothing, nothing, and nothing.

Not even a word that this is a common side effect, but I am just a common girl.

This has to have happened before to a poor victim, and they had had to.