It all started when I decided, for myself, put a false nail. Had been perfect for me, that means color reddish brown - I don't know. Anyway, that color and nail that was perfect, especially me. It took a few hours, I could not get used to that nail, and wanted to take. The glue was as good as the nail: Took off, except for two weeks. I cried, I cried out in agony, my mother tried to help me. Until the end of the party, after crying, I found a way to remove the nails with scissors. I learned something from that ...
...Never use that glue again. (?)
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