I Chew My Fucking Nails Off
I chew my fucking nails off. For no reason, Definitely not for the flavor. The boys would do it for me If I'd let their furry snouts And dagger teeth nip at my Tender hand flesh. But I won't. I chew my fucking nails off On my own, with my own Gnarled stumps of calcified, Enamel coated grinders. My tongue likes the smooth Underneath and the rigid tops The textural adventure begins Once I put my fingers in my mouth. My nails are parasitic poison, A gross fact of life And no amount of soap and clean Water will stop my eager fingers From invading my drawbridge lips And exposing the buds of my Tongue to the subtle flavors Of life and dog dander. There are worse things to put In your mouth, I'm sure. Some boys and girls choose cocks Or feet or silicone dildos. I chew my fucking nails off Because it's the only way to be true to myself I'll admit I enjoy the devilish nonsense Of reading WebMD article About hygiene and nail destruction a