AutumnRose

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Joined: May 12, 2011
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Him<3:
What color is his hair? Black/brown.

 
What style is it?: He usually spikes the front.

What color eyes: Brown<3

Cute smile: Melted my heart before I even liked him.

Braces: No, perfect naturally.

Glasses: Nope.

Abs: Haha.. I doubt it.

Height: 5'7"

How did you meet him: church event.

How long have you known him: A few years.


Does he play any sports: Baseball, and basketball.

Can he play the guitar: I don't think soo.

What about any other musical instrument: No.

Do you guys ever text: He doesn't have a phone. :(

How about AIM: No, I haven't been on AIM in years.

Facebook chat: Yess<3

Describe something he would wear on a typical day: Shorts and an abercrombie shirt.

What's your favorite thing you've seen him wear: Jeans and a big hoodie<3

Do your friends know that you like him: Only my best friends<3

Do any of your teachers know that you like him: Well, I'm homeschooled, so I kind of hope my mom doesn't know... >.>

Do your parents know?: I really doubt it.

Do they know he exists: Yeah, he's one of my best friends.

Have you met his parents: I love his mom<3 so yes. haha

What would he do if he saw your witty: Oh jeez..
House Guest
Chapter 13
 
The next day at school I was in math with Dave and Steph.
"So, you live with Dave now, huh?" Steph asked.
"Yeah." I replied.
"You're so lucky." she said and giggled.
"Yeah.. I guess so." I replied.
Dave blushed.
Was he blushing because of me, or Steph?
"So, your championship game is tomorrow, right?" Dave asked.
"Yeah, I'm so excited. Are you coming?" I asked him.
"Yeah of course. I love coming to your games." he replied.
"You do? You don't even like sports, David." Steph said.
"Yes I do.." he said.
It seems like he's trying to cover something up..
Could Sophie be right? Does he actually have a crush on me?
If he does, I'm not going to let him cheat on Steph.
I mean, I'm not saying I might like him back..
It's just Steph and I are friends.
I wouldn't do that to her.
Wait.
I can't honestly be thinking about this.
I have a freaking boyfriend.
I love him a lot.
I could never leave him for someone else..

I continued to think through the whole class. I didn't hear a thing the teacher said.
The bell rang and I met Corbin outside of my classroom.
"Hey babe." he said as he pecked my lips.
"Hi.." I said, kissing him back.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
"What? Yeah.. I'm just.. Distracted. That's all." I replied.
"With what, baby?" he asked.
"...Math." I lied.
Did I really just lie to my boyfriend?
What's going on with me?!
"Well, let's go to lunch to get your mind off it." he said and took my hand.
"Okay." I replied, and held his hand back.


Uh ohh, what do you guys think is going on with Avia? Feedback would be awesome:D

I always tell my friends not to cut because it's not good..

I've been depressed for the past two months for no reason.
I was always hurting on the inside.
I felt like my friends didn't care about me, even though I care so much about them.
I've always had a problem with the way I looked. 
I can never leave the house without straight hair, and makeup.
I tried to just push the feelings of depression away.
Then I was at Costco with my mom.
We walked by a group of boys, and one of them looked at me.
He smiled, and I thought maybe he thought I was cute or something.
No, I was wrong.
He looked at his friends and said "That chick is UGLY."
My mom didn't hear.. She wasn't paying attention.
The guys all looked at me, and then laughed.
I felt hideous.
I didn't cry, but I was in a lot of pain on the inside.
When we got home, I went straight to my room and cried.
I cried for about an hour.
Then I thought about how my friends tell me when they cut, they forget the pain on the inside.
I wanted to get rid of the pain on the inside.
So I took a pair of siccors, and slid it across my wrist.
I started to slide it back and forth.
It hurt a lot..
I watched the blood drip down my arm.
I forgot about the pain on the inside and focused on what I had just done.
I ran downstairs to get papertowels to wipe the blood off my arm.
Cutting helped, but for a very short time.
So I cut again.
And again, and again.
I'm scared of what's happening to me.
I don't go anywhere without wearing a hoodie now.
My friends don't even know about me being depressed.
I don't know what to do, or who to tell.
So I thought I'd tell Witty.
If you read all this, you're awesome..



I wish there was no age limit on love.

Say "Come at me, bro." to a total stranger.
They just stare at you like wtf.
Say "Come at me, bro." to your best friend.

They come at you before you even finish talking.




Mine. Please don't jock.
You can make it pretty, but credit me.
Thanks<3

Long, and probably not worth reading. I just need to vent.

I'm honestly sick of people telling me that I'm the best friend they ever had, and they never want to lose me. They treat me like dirt. They find a new best friend. When that new friend leaves them, they come crawling back to me. I take them back because I feel bad. I'm told again that I'm the best friend ever, and they never want to lose me, and they'll never do that to me again. Yeah, sure. They leave me again for someone better. The better friend leaves them, and they come back to me, again. I take them back. I shouldn't, but I do. Things go well for a while, then I'm left in the dirt again. I'm sick of it. I'm done with having a "best friend". So far, every single "best friend" has left me for someone better. So far, every "best friend" has told people my deepest secrets. So far, every "best friend" has lied straight to my face. I hate it. I'm never having a "best friend" ever again. That may seem extreme, but I'm done. I can never trust anyone again. 

If you actually read this whole thing, thanks. 

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Am I the only one that hates the new search bar?

I'm 16.
I've
never 
 had a boyfriend.
Or even my first kiss.
Why are 13 year old

losing their virginity?



 

Dear Witty,

No, my quote did not have more than 8,000 characters.

Sincerely, Just add the quote, please?