It doesn't matter.

Its not important.

-NO ONE HAS TO READ THIS!-

So...This is a book full of random shit. Okay...So I'm Nikita...I am a cosplayer...Actually no... I'm not... I attempt to hide myself and my problems underneath costumes of anime characters. I go to school wearing a wig to hide myself from all the people I dislike. I get bullied for it but I don't fucking care anymore. There is no point in caring anymore.

I am part of the LGBT community...Gay demisexual thing that goes by They/them, he/him pronouns. My parents don't know...My friends know. I was to chicken to tell my crush that I liked them so two of my friends helped me and it would have to be one of the best things I did in 2019. Even though my cutie and I fight I still love them. I know it sounds so cheesy to say, I mean it. I love them and I would do anything to just get a hug from them..

Why the fuck did I just say that...I am so great at embarrassing myself on the internet.. Oh well...It doesn't matter.

I had an emotional support cat...Her name was Lucy and I loved her so much. She was a year older than me.. She was almost 17 last year but sadly she passed away. We had lots of amazing memories with each other. It was hard to say goodbye but apparently I had to... it's almost been a year since she passed... 16/03/2019 will forever be remembered as Lucy's day. I still love and miss her dearly but I know that she wouldn't want me to be sad about her being gone. She would want me to be happy with all my friends and family.

I volunteer to care for Australian wildlife. I am a koala rescuer in training and I'll be doing my tree climbing course soon. I currently have two baby brush tail possums in care with me. I have a female named Ducati and a male named Shklance. I love them so much! Even if they pee on my bed.

I like to draw. I'm okay at drawing but I'm not an artist...Actually my drawings look like shit but whatever.

My parents are divorced...I had to deal with my fathers abusiveness for about 9 years and last year we were taken from him...Now we live with my mother. My mum is pretty okay but lately she been pretty bad at caring for my younger sister and I. She doesn't feed us anymore and she over works me...But I shouldn't be selfish.

I'm losing a lot of weight because of my mum not feeding us. 48kg for a 16 year old is pretty bad apparently...

I bit myself the other day...I have done it three times since then...It's not like a little bite...it's hard enough to form a cool looking bruise.

...So...That was my little rant...I hope I didn't bore you...