one time i got wasted, spit on a boy then cried.
this is what i looked like jusssst a few hours before i let the crazies out with a vengeance. see them nails? fuck yeah you see them. grew 'em myself. filed 'em sharp for weeks. layered on the polish thick. i was fla$hy, bitch. fucking gorgeous. well? i'll tell you WELL. i broke 'em the night of my spitting wasted episode.
this is what i looked like the next morning...
beautiful nails? fucked. done for. ka-fucking-put.
and can you see my face?
gorgeous angel of love and light. a treasure to be had by the world. a gift from god.
anyways. i fucked up. and hurt a good friend of mine. moral of the story? there's no fucking moral to the story. what the shit do you take me for? christ. christmas. i miss my g'damned fingers nails.. working on growing them back out. they were so fucking fierce. and i boofed 'em goodbye. bye bye.
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