gnawing on the edge of the table
Ever since I got sober, I stopped biting my nails. I'm not sure what to do with them. Are men allowed to clip their nails? I'm amazed at how fast dirt amasses underneath. Now I can start fingerpicking again, you know, the banjo. I'll have to keep my nails in shape by filing them. But the sound and texture of the nail-grinder on my nails gives me shivers like when someone folds a paper too vehemently. It makes me scream like my head's about to burst and my skin's going to rip.
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