Still Canarias
In a beauty salon Sun Forever, 15:32
Desperate times call for desperate measures.
Ever since I moved to Canarias I don't have anything to do my nails with. That has something to do with the fact that I can't go shopping and actually remember to get what I needed to get. So now my nails are so long I can literally slaughter people with them. Which is nifty, I guess, but hardly practical, considering how I can accidentally slit my own throat in my sleep.
17:10
Ok, I have French manicure on my nails now, and unfortunate bypassers can't receive any traumas or lose an eye if I get too animated and start gesticulating a lot. World is saved. Yey.
17:10
Ok, I have French manicure on my nails now, and unfortunate bypassers can't receive any traumas or lose an eye if I get too animated and start gesticulating a lot. World is saved. Yey.
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