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lmao its been real witty

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i find it disgusting that you'll probably forget my name in a years time and i'll say yours in my sleep for the rest of my life. you say i don't care, but the only problem we have is that i care too much. i'm sorry. i'm sorry that i can see fxcking galaxies in your eyes and you can't find a single star in mine.
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So i dunno if this is just me, and i mean no disrespect this site is for people to be themselves but...Do you ever go on peoples witty account and they are really weird, like don't get me wrong because im pretty weird myself but they are so weird that you literally get scared by just being on their page or whatever. Like i'm not gonna lie there have been a couple of occasions where i thought that i was on lucifer's page. I dunno if it's just me but i think i'm gonna go pray now. 





"it's all about who you miss at 2 in the afternoon when you're busy,
not 2 in the morning when you're lonely."

but what if i miss you at both times throughout the day?




 

Wow, 
I just seen the sadest thing ever... 

My mom just faked smiled at me...

 







  
  i'll say hi, but not reply to the letters that you write because i've found some peace of mind




 



There was this red dress
she wanted one time
so bad, she could taste it.
I should've bought it -
but I didn't.

She wanted to paint our bedroom
yellow, and trim it blues and greens -
but I wouldn't let her.
(Wouldn't have hurt nothing.)

She loved to be held
and kissed
and touched;
but I didn't do it.
(Not nearly enough.)

And if I'd known
that dance was going to be
our last dance,
I'd have asked that band
to play on and on,
on and on...

I'd have done a lot of things
different.


This is a poem
written by a teenager with cancer.

She wants to see how many
people get her poem.

It is quite the poem. please favorite




SLOW DANCE
Have you ever
watched kids

On a merry-go-round?

Or listened to
the rain

Slapping on the ground?

Ever followed a
butterfly's erratic flight?

Or gazed at the sun into the fading
night?

You better slow down.

Don't dance so
fast.

Time is short.

The music won't
last.

Do you run through each day

On the
fly?

When you ask How are you?

Do you hear the
reply?

When the day is done

Do you lie in your
bed

With the next hundred chores

Running through
your head?

You'd better slow down

Don't dance so
fast.

Time is short.

The music won't
last.

Ever told your child,

We'll do it
tomorrow?

And in your haste,

Not see
his

sorrow?

Ever lost touch,

Let a good
friendship die

Cause you never had time

To call
and say,'Hi'

You'd better slow down.

Don't dance
so fast.

Time is short.

The music won't
last.

When you run so fast to get somewhere

You
miss half the fun of getting there.

When you worry and hurry
through your day,

It is like an unopened
gift....

Thrown away.

Life is not a
race.

Do take it slower

Hear the
music

Before the song is over.


This young girl has 6 months left
to live, and as her dying wish, she wanted to send a letter telling everyone to
live their life to the fullest, since she never will.

She'll
never make it to prom, graduate from high school, or get married and have a
family of her own.

By clicking the heart, you can give her and her family a little hope, because with every click on heart, The American Cancer Society will donate 3 cents
to her treatment and recovery plan.  It's
not even your money, just
your time to click the heart!



PLEASE PASS ON AS A LAST REQUEST.

It is terrifying to think that one day you will trust somebody enough to let them see you naked. You will undress and remind them that you’ve stretch marks and birth marks and scars from having chicken pox when you were little and scars from all of the other things now. You will blush thousands of shades of red, painting yourself as a rose losing its petals. And that person - that person will take it all in. And I wonder if they will reassure you. But mostly, I wonder if they will even see anything worth reassuring you about. I hope they see each freckle on your back as if it’s a star and you are the whole universe to them