As far back as I can remember, I've had terrible nails because I'm a nervous biter. I would go it without realizing I was doing it, and I have stubby sausage fingers to begin with. But ever since my trip out to Buffalo, then Cedar Point with my favorite terrible people a few weeks ago and we sat down and painted our nails at Rachel's house for no ( Read more... )

Hi, Vickers here.

Haha, not really.

She just forgot to log out.

It has recently come to my attention that certain parties I may not want reading all about my life have access to my journal ( Read more... )