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Saturday, April 12, 2008, 9:52 PM
Oh my dear, my toenail. My fucking toenail is bleeding. The nail is about to tear off. I have no guts to take it off. Bruises surround it and I don't want to go school wearing flip-flop. It all began when a mad mid-forties woman was behind me and Eeqa at the escalator. She was singing and laughing all alone and she was just right back behind us. I was of course scared that she would touch me or my bestfriend so I started to walk when the escalator was moving. I quickened my pace. I felt a sudden hit on my toenail but it was not as painful. I looked down, and guess what I see? The nail was going to tear off and blood oozed out from it profusely. Oh motherf, I stood aghast at the sight of the blood. But I didn't cry. HA-HA. I WANT MY NAIL BACK. ):