that is to say that when you see something you WANT, you NEED, like MUST HAVE with every FIBER OF YOUR BEING...you can't just hand over the cashemonay like you were able to before, and there can be some PAIN.
these wood heeled docs are 130 dollars, AMMURRICAN. after a summer of thrift and sad lil bank account..that seems difficult to scrape up.
I WANT THEM SO BADLY, MY INSIDES HURT. they are my 7th grade boots gone grownup; i mean this shoe is like a metaphor for me, basically. (not quite right looking, but still kinda cool)
i will make it happen.
i might have to scheme and plot and maybe CRY a lil and then...sell some plasma?
but i will make it happen.
send donations and well wishes and Doc Marten PR contacts to WL Headquarters, theeenks.
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