Yours truly,


Nichole Allison, here to stay. Im eighteen and my life is just beginning. Im not perfect and I dont ever intend to be. Those who try and bring me down are stuck at the bottom while i rise to the top. I have my moments of weekness but they make me stronger. If for any reason you happen to judge me before knowing me id like to let you know your no better then the bubble gum on the bottom of my shoe. I cant promise youll always be happy but i can promise that ill always be here for you when your not. Im the sweetest bitch youll ever meet. If for any reason you dont like me, I dont care.
Tell me that were gonna be okay. Because I can’t go another second not knowing.

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Whenever I hear your name my heart starts to hurt. I can only imagine that when I actually see your face I wouldn’t even be able to try and hold the tears in because its just to much to bare. So please, Stay away!

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The way the Tower fell was scary as fuck. Look,  it didn’t just break off, it crashed down as if it was a domino effect, floor by floor. There were people in that building. Take a moment out of your day and reblog this for the people who saved lives that day and for the poor souls who didn’t make it. 

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Iv’e thought long and hard about this. I know what I am going to do with the rest of my life. I have made some bad choices that will keep me in high school a few extra months but honestly id rather stay back then drop out. I will finish high school with good grades, soon. This summer i will get a job, move out, and get a car. After summer I will study, study, study. Once i graduate I will go to community collage and study nursing, and or, become a PO. Either way I will graduate both high school and collage. I will hopefully then join the military for four years, and get my life started. By the time i’m put into my grave I will have accomplished everything I told myself I could do and prove wrong to the few people who said it wasn’t possible (:

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vickialexanderx:

I thought I knew you; but I guess it’s easier to see what we want than to look for the truth. You think you know me but you don’t, and that means you don’t know what I can do.

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