When I was young and vain, I wanted very much to have long nails with paint on them. Back then my nails split all the time and never really looked good. Even with nailpaint.
Today, it's different. My nails grow like grass and I have to cut them every week. And I cannot be arsed to paint them.
Ironic, isn't it?
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