dear i do not eat my fingernails anymore diary,
when i was small, i ate my nails and everybody knows that. well i don't anymore and i love my nails now and everybody also knows that. and everybody also knows in order to keep me from chewing the skin from around my nails, i must trim every other day with cuticle cutters. every once in awhile when i get a huge slice of cuticle i will allow myself to indulge and gnaw on that skin for just a few seconds and then spit it across the room like the nasty bitch i really am. i think it tastes like chicken. i worked hard on my pinky finger tonight, the most tender finger and ida given anything to just rip into it with my canine vampire teeth. fuckit i ain't no dentist, but its the teeth that are pointed and hurt like hell when the babies cut the bitches. ida sunk them fuckers in and made my finger bleed for two weeks if ida let myself, but i didn't. i settled on a big chunk of the cut off skin instead and when i was done i spit that fucker out of my mouth and it landed on my laptop screen and it looked like a paint splatter and i decided to leave it. the rest of my clippings i put in the coffee can where they belong, but i figured this one i would let dry off before i put it back in there with the otherns.
when i was small, i ate my nails and everybody knows that. well i don't anymore and i love my nails now and everybody also knows that. and everybody also knows in order to keep me from chewing the skin from around my nails, i must trim every other day with cuticle cutters. every once in awhile when i get a huge slice of cuticle i will allow myself to indulge and gnaw on that skin for just a few seconds and then spit it across the room like the nasty bitch i really am. i think it tastes like chicken. i worked hard on my pinky finger tonight, the most tender finger and ida given anything to just rip into it with my canine vampire teeth. fuckit i ain't no dentist, but its the teeth that are pointed and hurt like hell when the babies cut the bitches. ida sunk them fuckers in and made my finger bleed for two weeks if ida let myself, but i didn't. i settled on a big chunk of the cut off skin instead and when i was done i spit that fucker out of my mouth and it landed on my laptop screen and it looked like a paint splatter and i decided to leave it. the rest of my clippings i put in the coffee can where they belong, but i figured this one i would let dry off before i put it back in there with the otherns.
