...yeah right. I have told myself this since I was little. I don’t know what it is but I just love it. It feels good in an odd way. It’s an OCD, Onychophagia. And what is really odd it that I only do it on one nail. Here an there I’ll pick at the others, but one I always pick on. It’s pleasing for whatever reason. And on TOP of that I pick at my gums too! ARG! Gotta stop someday.
DeNee's Life List
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1. be anorexic
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2. shave my head
1 entry . 1 cheer944 people -
3. Learn to speak Japanese
1 cheer791 people -
4. not have kids
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5. never get pregnant
1 cheer15 people -
6. try shrooms
164 people -
7. dye my hair blue
1 cheer423 people -
8. drop acid
204 people -
9. stay single forever
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10. stop picking at my cuticles
1 entry48 people -
11. Own a cat
1 entry284 people -
12. have a one night stand
391 people -
13. Go to Hell
1 entry51 people -
14. Get a tattoo
1 entry20,257 people -
15. live in egypt
1 entry22 people -
16. commit suicide
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17. kill my dad
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18. major in marketing
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19. witch
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20. go to japan
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21. be more outgoing
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22. Fall in love
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23. own a tiger
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24. Be A Wiccan Witch
2 people
How I did it: Got a friend to get it for me! Ten bucks. Got it and did it at home while parents were away at work. I sat and ate breakfast while waiting for it to kick in. AND BAM! Everything seemed amazing! Cereal tasted amazing. Water seemed amazing. It was fantastic. Read how I did it…
I remember I when I was 16 and on a Friday, my friends and I had gone to my friends house. Her friend was 20 years old and lived in with his mother (sad, I know). Mother wasn’t home, bottles of Vodka were on the table. Without hesitation I grabbed the vodka and poured in a beer glass. Half vodka, half orange juice. One glass then second. I remember laughing and then knocking out. Then I remember smoking weed and then I blacked out. HARD. I was so messed up that I fell through his screen door. Haha. Then I remember coming to consciousness and I ended up in his bed with my friend all fucked up. I came to reality and was like “What the fuck?!!?” and then I blacked out. His mom got home, he pushed me out on the street and I waited for my mom to pick me up. The next morning I threw up thirteen times. Gross. It was fun and gross. And now…I’m an alcoholic in no denial. Haha.
SO, I have never been in a relationship and I don’t mind not being. I’m not having crib midgets and I hate people, so being permanently single is my life long plan. People don’t believe me, but I’m dead serious. I will die alone.
