hiii
my name is lisa
i joined witty 2 years ago
lots of my quotes are messed up because i wrote them
when i was in 5th grade.
well^^
follow and like my quotes ^^
ill do it back
(: do it for the unicorns
She was beautiful, but not like those girls in the magazines. She
was beautiful for the way she thought. She was beautiful for that
sparkle in her eyes when she talked about something she loved.
She was beautiful for her ability to make other people smile even
when she was sad. No, she wasn't beautiful for something as
temporary as her looks. She was beautiful, deep down to her
soul.
The worst type of crying
is the silent one. The one when everyone else is asleep. The one
where you feel it in your throat, and your eyes become blurry
from the tears. The one where you just want to scream. The one
where you hold your breath and grab your stomach to keep quiet.
The one where you can’t breathe anymore. The one where you
realize that the person that meant the most to you, is
gone.
In real life, boys don't come running
back in the middle of the night
and sneak through your window.
They just leave and never say
another word to you
again.