I don’t usually do this, but between going off hormones and moving my boyfriend’s stuff (there is no other word for it, mounds of things, papers, various types of mouthwash, old letters, a billion pens, and an inexplicable pile of Warheads candy, among other things…) my face looks disgusting. Luckily, in the past month I bought some really nice concealer, which was too expensive, but I will probably continue to buy forever, because in spite of the fact that I look like a Neutral Milk Hotel song, it’s at least a lot less noticeable than it should be.