It might not be evident in this photo, but my polish is fucked. Messy, running off my nailbeds. Queer.
I don’t bother stripping the nails clean between coats. I paint over, relishing in the sediment of layers upon layers, trapping daily imprints of my life. Memorializing.
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I don’t bother stripping the nails clean between coats. I paint over, relishing in the sediment of layers upon layers, trapping daily imprints of my life. Memorializing.