Lipstick is the worst.

If I was feeling a bit peckish before I put it on, suddenly I’m ravenous. I know how to make myself eat- put on lipstick.  There’s nothing I want to do more once I feel like I can’t do it.

Damn you lipstick. Damn you for making me feel this way. You think you can tell me what I can and can’t do? You’re worse than my “lactose intolerance”. I’ll show you both at once by eating a ton of cheese right after I’ve put on my lipstick. Then we’ll see who’s in charge of my face.

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