Dear nail polish that I can no longer stand to look at,

I honestly don't even know where to begin. Maybe I'll just start by saying it's not me, it's you. I work so hard to make sure you have it all—a smooth base coat, perfectly pigmented color applied in swift, streak-free strokes, and a glossy top coat to make you extra glamorous. I even dress you up in the prettiest nail art designs a busy day can buy, and still, you don't even try to meet me halfway. Sorry, but this can't be a one-way relationship.

Not to sound arrogant or diva-ish but you seriously cramp my style when you chip away at the pretty coats of nail polish that were covering my nails. I can't be fab from head to toe if you're putting such a dent in my mani. Do you have any idea how heartbreaking that is?! Of course you don't because you only care about yourself. Ya know, the more I think about it the more I feel like everything you've done to me has been completely intentional.

Don't think I'll forget the time you tried to sabotage my job interview by claiming a corner of my right pinky finger for yourself. Oh yeah, I totally noticed. We're just lucky I was able to play it off with lively hand gestures so my employer didn't notice. Seriously, what were you thinking?!?

And when I tried to take a pic of my sweet pineapple-themed nails for Instagram...oh yeah, you were real sneaky there. Unfortunately, I didn't have a remedy that time, so now the world will never be acquainted with my love for pineapples and pineapple-themed nail art. Thanks a ton.

If only I had known there'd be so much deception and heartache, I never would've gotten involved with you. I don't even know where the tricks began! I've given you so many chances and you have repeatedly let me down. I don't need this kind of relationship weighing me down; I have too many things that I can accomplish with or without you. So see ya... never.

Sincerely,

A nail polish addict who is so done playing your games.