Today when i handed over my money in a shop i got a really weird look off the assistant, obviously it was because ive got psorisis on my hands.But ive got a good french manicure.lol.It really pissed me off,looking at me like ive got the plague.So i looked at her and said PSORISIS.She said what? I said "well you are having a good look,its psorisis and no you cant catch it" Then i walked off.God i felt good,ive never done that before.Usually i would come home,cry sometimes and feel sorry for myself.I FEEL SO PROUD OF MYSELF.And maybe that girl wont judge people from now on.
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