daniofthedead

Yes, Nikkus is my given name from the slopes of Siberia where I was raised by tree frogs and taught to belly-dance. Unfortunately, I was found at a young age by my human family and forced to go by Nick. Oh, how I long for my roots.

I'm bored and feeling quite sickly recently. We should really hang out... like NOW! I've been having serious ex-girlfriend withdrawl/rage, so it'd do me well to focus on someone that's nothing like her, even if it's just a temporarily solution. But, don't think this makes you some kind of stand-in... I just need some new faces around.

Blah. Hope you had a good time at the show... drama-free, preferably.

For a while I thought that sleep was a sanctuary. If everything around you sucks, you can always go to sleep and dream; become whatever you want to be. But this is to say that you don't have a bad dream.

As a child, I used to wake my mother when she was having a bad dream. I would ask her later what they were about. They were always of a boyfriend beating her up. These dreams paralleled her life. I wonder what she dreams of now?