Friday, May 28, 2010
i painted my nails to keep myself from chewing them. all the nail polish i could find at my mom's house was coney-island-hooker-red with the exception of one clear polish with gold glitter and confetti chunks in it. i carefully spread it over each chewed stump of a nail and patiently waited for it to dry, occasionally blowing on it for good measure. a few hours later i picked out all the confetti bits scraped off as much hardened glitter from my nails as possible. am i hopeless? maybe. most of the time i can't even be bothered to shave my legs.
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That's because your mother is a Coney Island hooker.
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