botox baby

I have a giant pair of wrinkles between my eyebrows.  They have just arrived on my face in the last 2 or 3 months, I can't remember having them before.  These two ghastly beasts of squinting, deep thought and frustration have made their presence permanent.  Rudely,  they have taken up residence on my face without any prior consent, I believe them to be squatters.  Unwelcome infringements on my youthfulness.  I want to hand them a notice to leave, in other words BOTOX!!!!   Oh am I desperately tragic or am I just a woman in our world, where youth and appearance are paramount and worldliness and experience are put out to pasture.  And truthfully, I am just not ready to eat grass.