Tonight I had my final wedding dress fitting. I'm really happy with the way it turned out. They only made very minor adjustments, but it looks great. Our wedding in in 29 days. Holy shit. I've got a shower tomorrow, which I'm really excited about. My wild ass family is throwing it so it should be super fun and layed back. Here's a little confession. I'm a picker. Face, nails, toenails, whatever. It's most definately a compulsion. A manifestation of stress. Well, my face is clear and I;m trying not to tear my hands up to badly. I would at least like for them to be presentable (read: not bleeding) at the wedding. I'm trying to somewhat save my toenails as well. So I've moved on to the bottoms of my feet. They are bleeding and it fucking hurts to walk. Nice. I need to get a hobby.
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soda_pop:
...ive a friend that picks....shes on vicious meds, and smokes like a fiend to try to stop it..but now she is just a chain smoker who picks ...why dont you try kung-fu or something interesting?
spellbinder:
i hope wedding is as beautiful as poems!