Username: Nikko010194 Name: nikki Gender: Female Last Seen: Hidden |
Gothic Lolita Top | Sweet Lolita Lace Cuffs | Sweet Lolita Lace Stockings |
Enchanted Polar Bear Familiar Stone | Black Lacy Corset | Mysterious Pendant |
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Hey You must be here to learn a bit more about me? well really all you have to do is ask but here I go. I'm 22.My Likes are: Night time, reading (any and all fiction), writing, the color mint green, royal purple, rping, cats, dogs, horses, music, movies, myths, playing video games, paganism, anime, manga, comic books, Autumn, any and all things disneyMy favorite movies of all time: The Labyrinth, Rocky Horror Picture Show, Chicago, Lilo and Stitch (anything Disney), Sweeney ToddFavorite Shows: Doctor Who, How I Met Your Mother, The Big Bang Theory, Two and Half Men, Toorchwood, Teen Mom, Jersey Shore (it's funny to watch really)Music: Way too long to get into. |
Girls are like apples...the best ones are at the top of the trees. The boys don't want to reach for the good ones because they are afraid of falling and getting hurt. Instead, they just get the rotten apples that are on the ground that aren't as good, but easy. So the apples at the top think there is something wrong with them, when, in reality, they are amazing. They just have to wait for the right boy to come along, the one who's brave enough to climb all the way to the top of the tree... |
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I am slowly falling apart. Then again, I don't really know how slow of a process it actually is, but it feels like it's dragging. Just like my loss of sanity. God, I don't even want to think about that.My whole life is speeding past me- the whole world- all of time is on a one-way, fast-track, but I'm stuck on the sidelines, waiting for someone to notice me and either grab me up and pull me along or get the train of life to slow down long enough for me to get on board. I feel like I have the world on my shoulders, and I'm walking on a thin sheet of ice. I just get so overwhelmed sometimes, with some of the things my dad- and other adults in my life- have said, and I don't think they realize how hard it is on me. My body and mind is crumbling under the weight, the ice is cracking, and there's no one there to catch me, no one to even realize that I'm falling- and falling fast.I wish that someone would look at me and say: I love you, no matter what you do, who you are, whatever you become. You are my world, and I need you. You are always in my heart, in my mind, no matter what's going on around me or whom I'm with. I love everything about you. Don't ever change. Is it really that hard of a thing to say? Would it really kill someone to he think about saying that to me, let alone actually mean it or go through with it? I just want someone to be willing to take the time to help me break out of this metaphorical cell I've locked myself in; someone who will carefully take down the walls I've placed around myself to protect my delicate heart. And I want that person to be able to look me in the eye- even after all that, after seeing the real me- and say that they still love me.I hate the mask I've put on, who I have to be at school. I hate being the strong one, the mature one, the shoulder to lean on. I need someone to be my shoulder, someone who will hold me when I cry, be strong for me. I hate being able to be understanding, to forgive but not quite forget. I hate how scared and vulnerable I am on the inside, yet I need someone who I can look to, to be there when I need an ear, or a shoulder, or a pair of arms. I want someone I can depend on, no matter what. I need a knight in shinning armor to kiss me and wake me up from this half-life I'm stuck in. I hate how easy it is to lie, how easy I can bottle up my emotions, and I hate when I start to bubble over, or explode. I hate how confused I am.I miss the time when things were simple as 1-2-3, tag and your it, puddles and chocolate milk and four square and tetherball. Of just sitting beside a person, and having that be enough. The time when music was clean, and the news was happy because you didn't feel like you had to pay attention to the bad parts, and your bed time was before the sun went down, and you were awake before it rose again. The time when a rose was the most beautiful thing, despite its simplicity. Why can't we just go back to the time of love thy neighborÂ, and respect thy eldersÂ, and friendship is thicker than bloodÂ, and we all bleed redÂ--Ish |
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Puff, the magic dragon lived his life quite freeAnd frolicked in the autumn mist with a drug called LSD,Little Jackie Paper loved that hippie stuff,And bought some bongs and Blotter Tabs and other fancy stuff. Oh Puff, the magic dragon lived his life quite freeAnd frolicked in the autumn mist with a drug called LSD,Jackie chilled with Puff up in a magic treeSmoking Marijuana and Tripping off LSD . Together they would travel on a bus with ken kesey Jackie took some bad acid and paid a great fee,Noble kings and princes would fight with candy canes,Rainbow ships would lower their flags when Puff ran off in blame. Oh! Puff, the magic dragon took all jackie’s junkAnd tripped so hard he thought he was a thong wearing duck,Jackie just cried as he fought with Candy CanesAnd promised he would track down puff and make him bow in shame. A dragon lives a long time, but they still can dieso Jackie shot that bastard dragon right between the eyes.One grey night it happened, and puff lived no moreAnd Jackie had no money, so he became a whore. His head was bent in sorrow, and smoke sat in the airPuff no longer was around, when Jackie wanted to share.Without his lifelong friend, Jackie could not live on,So Jackie hung himself, and like that he was gone Oh! Puff, the magic dragon partied it up with god And hooked up with some weird crazy hippie broadLittle Jackie paper, burned and rotted in hellAnd he was satan’s bitch, so that did not end well |