". . . and I miss the days before staccato skin

when I never woke up asking where I'd been

and I could sing along to every song we'd ever written . . ."

I'm Nikki.

I read.

I write.

I live.

I immerse myself in both my mind and in the arts, as I find them to be the only escapes from daily monotony. I'm an avid reader and writer (the lyrics at the top are mine, I'm a lyricist and guitarist), and I value individualism.

I dance when everybody's looking.

I sing even though I can't hit the same note twice.

I put my thoughts to music.

My passion is anything beautiful, subjectively. I like late Sunday mornings with full English breakfasts and themed crossword puzzles. The simple things are usually the things that get to me the most, in any way.

I love wearing my heart shaped glasses.

Prisma colored pencils, because color is the way to go.

Kandinsky fascinates me.

I rock black, or absurdly bright colors, depending on my state of mind on any particular day. I am dreadfully attracted to anyone that will break my down; maybe I find it inspiring. For all this hate, I crave the sound of laughter.

My favourite literary Edward is Rochester.

I have an unhealthy love for Remus Lupin.

I have serious issues with trusting anybody.

Chat it up, I swear I'm not that awful.