Comments Posted By Nikana
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Believing is dreaming and my dreams are nightmares.
» Posted By Nikana On 03.10.2016 @ 8:39 am
I once encountered a mime trapped in a box. It was a cardboard box. And it wasn’t a mime. It was a homeless man named Dave.
» Posted By Nikana On 02.23.2016 @ 12:28 pm
You know what really grinds my gears? Donald Trump.
» Posted By Nikana On 02.17.2016 @ 12:01 pm
By killing him, I would lose my one last shred of humanity. Some would say it wasn’t worth, but I would. No longer would I be confined or hidden from the world. No longer would I feel his unwanted touch or hear his hateful slurs. No longer would I suffer. He would instead.
» Posted By Nikana On 02.13.2016 @ 8:08 pm
Everyone was in attendance to your funeral. If I had a choice I wouldn’t have been there. I wonder if any of them know how you really were behind the walls of our old brick home. I wonder they knew how close you were with the giant bottle of vodka hid underneath the kitchen sink. I wonder if they knew what was underneath all my makeup today. The bruises, the scars. Do they know? Or am I the only one harboring the secret?
» Posted By Nikana On 02.12.2016 @ 2:16 pm
Not all families are full of love and fond memories. Some are wrecked and only continue to go down a path of destruction.
» Posted By Nikana On 02.11.2016 @ 12:09 pm
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Jim Gardner is my hero.
» Posted By Nikana On 02.09.2016 @ 11:59 am