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This is the diary of Nikki Rose D'Agostino...You think you know, but you have NO idea.
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born on september 6th 1988. many pets. i love monkeys and pugs and i'd die to have either as a pet. i would someday like to delete gym from the school system. i would someday like to be an interior decorator. i like life. i hate life. i like meeting new people. i try to be open minded, but its difficult to deal with sometimes. there are a lot of Kooky people in the world. i would like to be cremated. i would like my mom to have lots of money. my mom and i had a death talk today. i like punk'd. i enjoy cookie dough ice cream. i want some right now. i enjoy my childhood friends ( Aj and Sean). i like the smell of fire, and i can't wait to go camping in August. I like golf carts, and even pushing them. i eat blueberries. i read. i sleep. i go to thrift stores because my mom makes me go to them. i end up buying shit. she ends up buying shit. i like boca burgers. i like rain, i actually love rain. i did not see fireworks this fourth of july. i write random things in journals. my thoughts are unorganized, same with my life. i do not know what i will do tomorrow. i like to believe people, but i don't. i don't like people. people lie. sneaky. i lie. i cheat. i blame people. i look on the bright side of things. i look down upon retarded people and ugly people. i will probably never have kids. i might be a recluse when i'm older. i picture myself in a tiny apartment that is very nicely decorated. of course i will have a pug. that's pretty much all i need in my life. i picture myself having tons of money, even though it won't happen. do dreams come true? i am not so sure. is there a god? nobody will ever know. do you have answers? i like writing freestyle. i may continue this tomorrow. i like closets. and beds. dryers sheets are nice too. you wonder where people are right now and doing at this very moment. do i miss someone or just a part of me? did i change? did i lose myself somehow? you think you know but you have no idea. one day things will tie into place. the day that happens i will be dead. i think i need a show.
This is the diary of Nikki Rose D'Agostino...You think you know, but you have NO idea.
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born on september 6th 1988. many pets. i love monkeys and pugs and i'd die to have either as a pet. i would someday like to delete gym from the school system. i would someday like to be an interior decorator. i like life. i hate life. i like meeting new people. i try to be open minded, but its difficult to deal with sometimes. there are a lot of Kooky people in the world. i would like to be cremated. i would like my mom to have lots of money. my mom and i had a death talk today. i like punk'd. i enjoy cookie dough ice cream. i want some right now. i enjoy my childhood friends ( Aj and Sean). i like the smell of fire, and i can't wait to go camping in August. I like golf carts, and even pushing them. i eat blueberries. i read. i sleep. i go to thrift stores because my mom makes me go to them. i end up buying shit. she ends up buying shit. i like boca burgers. i like rain, i actually love rain. i did not see fireworks this fourth of july. i write random things in journals. my thoughts are unorganized, same with my life. i do not know what i will do tomorrow. i like to believe people, but i don't. i don't like people. people lie. sneaky. i lie. i cheat. i blame people. i look on the bright side of things. i look down upon retarded people and ugly people. i will probably never have kids. i might be a recluse when i'm older. i picture myself in a tiny apartment that is very nicely decorated. of course i will have a pug. that's pretty much all i need in my life. i picture myself having tons of money, even though it won't happen. do dreams come true? i am not so sure. is there a god? nobody will ever know. do you have answers? i like writing freestyle. i may continue this tomorrow. i like closets. and beds. dryers sheets are nice too. you wonder where people are right now and doing at this very moment. do i miss someone or just a part of me? did i change? did i lose myself somehow? you think you know but you have no idea. one day things will tie into place. the day that happens i will be dead. i think i need a show.