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It’s been five days since the blepharoplasty. It sucked. I wasn’t expecting it to be fun.
I’ll run you through it. But first, why is it “plastic” surgery? I could ask my wife, but I don’t really need to know. There was no plastic involved. Just shit getting cut away. The droopy parts of my upper eyelids were cut away, a…
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