*foams*
*chews rug*
...
=( Have you ever wanted something soo much that the fact that it existed and was not yours was like a poisonous, bony claw wrapped around your bleeding heart?
No?
Well, me neither, but this comes pretty damn close.
I was walking around Macy's or Nordstrom's or something when I saw the Urban Decay counter... tried on 50 shades of lipstick and found this gem
LOOOOVECHILLLLDDDDD!!!! (I screamed that in textual ecstasy)
Still, even though they were having a promotion for Memorial Day weekend (buy 2 UD products and get a free giant XL sized UD Primer Potion!), I couldn't justify spending 22 dollars on a lipstick.
Even though it was perfect, and creamy, and slid on like a dream, and was hydrating and soft and light on my lips, and even the gay makeup counter guy was like OMG! that is totes your color, girl!
Oh, the emo sadness. Maybe I'll be able to justify it if I get a job. Or win the lottery. Or rob a bank. Or kill Bill Gates.
Um.
