sore_thumb ClairE I'm not really a nailbiter. I'm more of a fingerchewer. My mom winces when she looks at us. My dad and I have the same face and hands. I swat my brother when he does it. Usually I can keep it under control. The other day in class I thought of how my friend Meredith told me she pushes down her cuticles as a nervous_habit, and how the last boy took her hands in his soft white ones and praised her for it. So I took the nail and began. One taste is too close. I sit and pump my leg like I'm powering myself. The mouth comes back and back in again. My fingers are rough. The thumb with the scar, slicing open a triangular flap of skin on a telephone wire, it aches. It's the closest to my mouth. 031016 ... june an iguana bite 040122 what's it to you? who go blather from