Bacon

In 50 Years

you might sit down on your computer and type in the favorite website of your childhood. you'll see the black and white logo that you used to see daily for the first time in years. as you struggle to remember your username and password, a smile grows on your face as you finally type in the correct combination. as you go on your profile, your favorite song from when you were a teenager will start playing, and you'll stare into the eyes of your old profile picture. as you begin to scroll through your old quotes, all the memories come flooding back to your brain. you'll read about drama that happened in middle school, and recite the lyrics to your favorite songs. you see the quote of yours that got the most faves, and remember how excited you were to log on to see that many notifications. seeing your witty bestfriends on your followers list is what makes the tears start to fall. these girls were here for you through everything. these girls were here for you when nobody else was, they made you laugh when you wanted to cry, and they actually understood what you were going through. will you wish you still talekd to them? will you miss this when it's gone? it'll be hard when i stop using witty, but i wont ever regret it. making an account was one of the best decisions of my life.
you all changed my life.

 

i wish

i could learn to just ignore  the offensive things you say to me.
 

Glad to see

»you forgot about me already«