Aaaaaaahhhhh....

there's one thing being a meth head. but nothing can compare to the pain of this.

I know that hurts right down there by the nail...

Once, at school, I didn't realize I was bleeding. My friends were concerned and I said "what?" They gestured to my thumb, where I had picked at it throughout the day, and they just shook their heads in terrified disappointment. I had managed to peel my skin past my first knuckle. Idk how, but it healed somehow.