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It's neat having Nikki down here. She likes it better too, I would think. Right now, she is tearing up those dusty models I've got in the corner of my room, rotting away while constantly reminding me of the vast amount of hobbies I had when I was a younger kid.
I'm listening to Flipside’s selection of hardcore and wondering about a story of kids. A story to write myself. I feel I should take up the rest of this journal with a story. Or maybe some of it. I'm trying to think of some experience I've had. Maybe I should write about Chicago or something. Maybe I should type it. I do know that Nikki is acting like she would enjoy locking those strong jaws and piercing my skin with those needle-like teeth that can rip apart any cat or scare the shit out of any cow. Why does she hate being petted so bad?