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Manicure
Nail polish painted the air with its caustic smell as she pulled the brush languidly across chipped fingernails. Her left hand was done perfectly; she took her time. The polish shimmered in the sunlight and dried quickly. With a cavalier wave of her right hand as she finished, she grabbed the plastic dinosaur from her box and was in the dirt in less than a minute, azure polish smudging onto the fierce grey tyrannosaurus.
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(via ilovecharts)
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always be knolling
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toasted
i once burned toast deliberately; it was the only way i could get the smell of weed out the kitchen
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one more week, then i’ll soak up the coastline
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an old one from jak & jil