One Night Stand
March 23, 2011 § Leave a comment
I have dreams of fame and fortune.
I also have dreams of solitude
with no one fucking bothering me.
I sit and stare at my fingers
examining every little particle on the nail
i want to bite it all off
and make it just right.
It makes me feel good
to smooth out those nails
And chip away at the cuticles. Although,
the overwhelming guilt and pitiful feeling I feel afterwards is
a pain in the ass.
I just want a one night stand every once in a while with my finger nails.
I want to bite them once a year for an hour.