FlawedPerfectly

When we get a paper cut, we cry
When we give ourselves a cut, we smile.

Isn't there something wrong with that picture?

It's so hard to be so in love with someone...
and not be able to be with them.

Guys. I did it.
I relapsed. I feel guilty, but it felt good.

 

 

 

The monsters inside my head are winning again.

I'm getting old guys.
I'm going to be a senior in high school this year. A senior.
I remember walking in to high school the first time.
Heck, I remember my first day of middle school!
I remember my first time signing onto this website in 2009.
That's almost 5 years of different witty formats, people leaving, different witty famous people, different everything!
So, I guess what I'm saying is, don't eat your vegetables. You don't want to get older. Stay young, wild, and free, but take it down a notch.

Hey guys! This is my 69th quote! 

You know, because it's my 69th quote and all, people are probably thinking it's going to be dirty.
But I don't want it to be dirty.
...
So I threw my computer in the shower.

She's in her room, thinking about the past.
Thinking about that girl who turned her, who made her feel. She was different, but exciting. The first girl to ever make her fall in love, and the first to also break her heart. She wonders where she is, if she's happy with someone else. She checks her phone, half-expecting a text from her, but none ever came. She starts to cry as their song came on, and every laugh, every kiss, every day they shared comes back to her mind. She wonders if she misses her just as much. She's probably over her now. She wanders through her house, all the while wondering
'Why can't I let her go?'♥

She's in a club.
The one they used to go to. The one where they met, and danced all night. She finds a girl sitting alone, and asks her to dance. It's not the same, she thinks. She thinks back to that girl who made her feel. She was reserved, but spectacular. She was the first girl who ever loved her, and she felt the same. A girl she loved enough to meet her parents, but love just wasn't enough for them. She starts crying as she recalls the argument her parents and her had that night, how it ended with her without a home. They didn't accept her, so she did the only thing she knew how to do. She pushed her love away. She misses her so much. She wishes she could just pick up her phone and text her, tell her how much she still loved her. She's probably over her now. She wonders through the crowd, all the while wondering
'Why did I let her go?'♥

Hey fellow Wittians!

I just wanted to let you all know...
That I think you are all amazing, beautiful people and I love every minute of being on this site.

We are all family, and I mean that.
Think about it.

We watch over our own like parents, we will break anyone who even thinks about hurting one of us like best friends, we fight like siblings, we listen to each other's problems and help them like therapists, we're awkward like ourselves, but no matter what, we always love each other. These are reasons why I love you all so much.