The Dramatic Lemur
*STALK*LURK*FAP*REPEAT*
Twittarded
GEEKmail
attnwh0re83@gmail.com
I do not have any recollection of taking this picture last night.
Oh and as you can see I decided not to retire the exts again…it is a love/hate relationship.
I might have been pretending to be a turkey? Idk.
Anyways, I’m currently laying in bed with my two warm snuggly fat pups, listening to Trans Siberian Orchestra and NOT WANTING TO GET OUT OF BED.
Ugh, expect a photodump of family festivities later.
<3 hope everyone has an awesome holiday!!
Luvs, Nikki
(via fuckyeahleightonmeester)
Leighton,
You are hot as balls and errthang but ZOMG your “music” sucks so bad.
I still love you….and I’d still hit it…..twice.
<3 Me
GAME.
BLOUSES.
text message fights....
are always fun and awesome until you get SO RAGED BRO and start typing ferociously not really bothering to check spelling because HOLY SHIT you are fucking pissed…so you just hit send, satisfied with the new asshole you just ripped, and then you notice you misspelled things and thanks to iphone’s predictive text your conversation/insults now involves ducks.
/facepalm
Marc Ecko Star Wars Hoodies. Full-zip. May the Force be with you. (via jamiew)
Double U. A. En. Tee.
AGH!!! BOBA ZIPPY JACKET?!!!!! NEED THIS. RFN.
Gpoyw- The “pin-up/awkward flamingo stance/ my legs only look 2 miles long because technically that dress is actually just a long tanktop (scandalous)/ yes, my first name is Ashlee (distant relatives in Ohio are the only ones who didn’t get the memo that I’ve gone by “Nikki” since the age of 2)/shuddup/ livin up to my attnwh0re name BAM.” edition
Star Wars Facebook Status
(via collegehumor)
I resurrected the Christmas tree this weekend. This time with a leopard print tree skirt for added obnoxiousness.
Also OCD is killing me looking at this because the ribbon towards the bottom isn’t in the right place.
Oooof. -_-
mustfixmustfixmustfix
Idk WTF is going on right now..I think someone slipped something questionable into my cocoa.
/isthisreallife?!
Say hello to my Saturday night party posse.
All of them up past bedtime and full of sugar.
/bejealous
/fuckyeahs’mores!!!


