Hi. I'm Nikki. I'm 14 and I blow out my candles on July 27th.
I swear, I'm not mad at you. I jus don't want to get hurt again.
My head hurts. I'm tired. I'm sick and dizzy. But I can't stop now. I've made it past fourteen years. I don't know how many more I can handle.
Are you satisfied now that you've made your remark about one of my imperfections?
*Walks into door* Me: Sorry.
R.I.P. You and me.
11:11 Wish for him.
Who are you? You changed alot...
Today I will be strong, I will not let my smile fade away. I will show them they can not hurt me.
Hi! :3 I'm Nikki! I'm new to witty!