Niki. Spelled with one K. City of Angels. 23. College graduate. Behavioral Therapist. Grad Student. Medical School. Dexter Devotee. Marilyn Manson fan. Quote fanatic. Bibliophile. Film aficionado. Music junkie. Daughter. Friend. Lover. Fighter.
Human.

"For what it’s worth: it’s never too late or, in my case, too early to be whoever you want to be. There’s no time limit, stop whenever you want. You can change or stay the same, there are no rules to this thing. We can make the best or the worst of it. I hope you make the best of it. And I hope you see things that startle you. I hope you feel things you never felt before. I hope you meet people with a different point of view. I hope you live a life you’re proud of. If you find that you’re not, I hope you have the strength to start all over again.”- Benjamin Button
  • The Malkin Jewel
The Malkin Jewel by The Mars Volta
Noctourniquet
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I must have crawled through your bedroom door
in a fit of jealous breath
perched upon the Bacchus foot
of your unsuspecting bed

From the blossom rags in my jackal croon
to the stems of this cinquefoil
I give to you the shrapnel
with which to sprinkle in the soil

Because…

All the traps in the cellar go clickety clack
cause you know I always set them for you

Yeah, for you!

And all the rats in the cellar form a vermin of steps
yeah, you know they’re gonna take me to you

Yeah, to you!

Wash it down with harlot soap
well, is this what you want?
I’ll paint your steps with the lilac stains
of smelter revenant

My cutlery is rattling
in the dormant wooden drawers
from the palm of my throne I beckon you
to cut the orchid cord

Because…

All the traps in the cellar go clickety clack
cause you know I always set them for you

Yeah, for you!

And all the rats in the cellar form a vermin of steps
yeah, you know they’re gonna take me to you

Yeah, to you!

I know a girl that was woven
in spindle and thread
wrapped in a bivouac of taffeta
scaffolding wed

She tosses and turns
and wakes all the children in bed
yawning with hunger
they take turns of nourishment

She says…

Somebody, somebody help me
Is there anybody that can set me free?

From the mountains of avarice this I beg to you
My ether turns flesh to gravel

And all the traps in the cellar go clickety clack
cause you know I always set them for you

Yeah, I set them for you!

And all the rats in the cellar form a vermin of steps
cause you know they’re gonna take me to you

Yeah, to you!

And all the traps in the cellar go clickety clack
cause you know I always set them for you

Yeah, for you!

And all the rats in the cellar form a vermin of steps
yeah, you know they’re gonna…

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    Never once have Omar & Cedric disappointed me not ONCE TMV fo’ Life!…NIgga.
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