i cannot even begin to describe my night to you in words that will do it justice. all i know is that it was the best in forever.
to start, i hung out with kyle. he shared some information with me, and i was happy. then i beat the shit out of him. he has my mittens. wreck him.
then me and kristi went shopping and i got a devil costume, and some new earrings <3. i love them. we met craig and my sarah love.
vanessa was amazing. she made me realize how much of the world there is to see, to explore. me and sarah are out to do it all
today i was a razor blade.
_tonight's.passions_= fall leaves, 14's, devils, words, sarah, fusion frenzy
ask me about my night...
if i were a month, i'd be: october
if i were a day of the week: friday
if i were a time of day, i'd be: midnight
if i were a planet, i'd be: venus
if i were a animal, i'd be: a snake
if i were a direction, i'd be: south
if i were a piece of furniture, i'd be: a secret dresser drawer
if i were a liquid, i'd be: sticky sweet soda
if i were a tree, i'd be: weeping willow
if i were a bird, i'd be: nightengale
if i were a flower/plant, i'd be: narcisus
if i were a mythical creature, i'd be: a vampire
if i were a musical instrument, i'd be: the piano...play my keys
if i were a color, i'd be: black
if i were an emotion, i'd be: eager
if i were a vegetable, i'd be: lettuce
if i were a sound, i'd be: water
if i were an element, i'd be: fire
if i were a song, i'd be: NIKKI...
if i were a movie, i'd be: american psycho
if i were a book, i'd be: less than zero
if i were a food, i'd be: tofu
if i were a place, i'd be: spain
if i were a material, i'd be: crushed velvet
if i were a taste, i'd be: blood
if i were a scent, i'd be: fall leaves
if i were a word, i'd be: rinse
if i were an object, i'd be: a magnifying glass
if i were a body part, i'd be: swollen lips
if i were a facial expression, i'd be: curiousity
if i were a subject in school, i'd be: french/spanish
if i were a cartoon character, i'd be: kim possible
if i were a shape, i'd be a: triangle
if i were a number, i'd be: 1
if i were an article of clothing, i'd be: your shirt
Hotter than a Puerto Rican momma
Suckin’ on ice in a sauna
Hotter than a little cheerleader
Throwin’ back che a p tequila
Hotter than a stolen Rolex
Hotter than late night phone sex
Hotter than the back seat
Of a black jeep on a back street
Oh, Nikki don’t stop
Love me so good
I Gotta take a week off
Nikki don’t stop
Till I’m outta breath, till I’m red hot
Nikki don’t stop
Give it all you got
Havin’ you alone
Is like livin’ a dream
Hotter than your swollen lips
Your wet fingertips
Hotter than your blushing face
Pressed against a pillow case
Hotter than your waistline
Movin’ up and down mine
Hotter than you half open
Half open
Your jean skirt on the floor
My t-shirt hangin’ on the h eadboard
Don’t get up, there’s someone at the door
Don’t get up,
Nikki gimme more
Oh, Nikki don’t stop
’Til our thighs, and our toes cross
Nikki don’t stop
’Til I can’t breath
’Til I can’t believe
What a super freak you are, you are
Oh, Nikki don’t stop
I wanna take a week off
I wanna hit the sweet spot
Nikki don’t stop