If you're curious as to the state of my life, take a look at my fingernails.
I'm not sure when I stumbled upon the most brilliant shade of pink (Hot Magenta) by Sally Hansen, but ever since, I've consistently been painting my nails.
The problem is the upkeep.
If things are relaxed and going well, my nails will look clean and neat in a solid color of my choosing (or topped with black shatter, for that matter).
But if my life is a shit show, as it usually is, they'll be chipped and the color will be ragged across my nails. I hate it, and it bothers me to no end, but I just can't find the time to fix them.
So, for now, I'd give them an 8.5 out of 10. They look quite nice. But the storm is coming.
By the middle of next week, my nails will surely be reflecting the state of my mind...worn out from finals and ready for some rejuvenation.
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