MsMinty101

Status: can someone inform me on who decided to call everyone but wittians 'peasants'
Joined: June 8, 2011
Last Seen: 6 years
Birthday: December 15
user id: 181048
Location: for all i know i'm not even breathing
Gender: F
Hello beautiful. (: Or handsome, if you happen to be a guy.

Um okay. Now I have no idea what to say, like an awkward person. My name is Claire, I was born on December 15, and I'm crazy about writing. I absolutely adore reading (nerd over here) and, as I already mentioned, writing. K, I think I have nothing else to say. :p
I know we only met, but
let's pretend it's love.
"I'm one of those girls,
That with a single scratch on my heart, I'll cry,
That with a broken heart, my soul will die,
But I'll just put on that plastic smile and walk,
In shoes that aren't mine."
You're beautiful. 

Quotes by MsMinty101



When you finally stop crying, and then it starts up again.
That's me right now.



You can't spell 
'us' without you.
 
You all are like, "I can't wait to tell my kids about how many apocalypses I survived!"

The whole time, I just sit here like, "I guess I can tell my cats ...
I mean, face it, I'll never marry and have kids."

 

 

I had this conversation with my friends.

Nina: Raise your hand if you like ... Demi Lovato.
Me: *raises hand*
Everybody: *doesn't raise hand* Well, kinda.
Somer: She's kinda wierd. I mean, she cut herself
Nina: Yeah, like, why would you cut yourself?
Kylie: I think she's retarded.

I'm no longer proud that they're my friends.

 

 




You know what my mom put in my 
stocking? Two 1/2 pound Reese's Peanut Butter Cups.
 



 I used to hate Bruno Mars because 
he was too cliche. I now question my sanity. 
 

Imperfect Perfection
//CHAPTER TWO\\
CAMERON
I slumped in the car seat next to my best friend, Tanner Strick, struggling to finish my Algebra homework before we pulled up into the school parking lot. I scribbled down the last answer, slammed the book shut, and looked up just as we turned into the parking spot. I gathered my books and binder, and shoved the door open.
 
Around me, numerous groups of girls stood gossiping. A few noticed me and gave me a little wave. I set my books on the hood on Tanner's pickup, and surveyed the area around me, looking for Brandon. I saw him, and I wasn't very surprised where he was.
 
 He was surrounded by three quarters of the cheerleading squad, flirting. I ran my hands through my hair just as Jewel ran up to me. Her blond hair was pulled back into a ponytail. 
 
"Cam," she breathed, flashing me a bright smile. 
 
"Hi." I said quietly, "What's up?" 
 
She smiled again. "Same old. Hey, I was wondering, Saturday night could you tutor me? I'm failing English. And maybe we can hit the movies afterwards." Her sapphire eyes shined, and I shook my head.
 
"Sorry." I muttered, picking up my stuff. "Plans."
 
She stomped her foot, and gave me puppy dog eyes. I shook my head again, to prove my point. The warning bell rang inside the building, and I shot her an apologetic look.
 
"Gotta get to homeroom." 
- - -
I wasn't paying any attention as Mrs. Trelit explained our project to us, which was strange for me. Most days, I actually was interested in the projects, the lessons, the homework, but today, I was just out of it. 
 
I stared out the window at the withering grass and cloudy skies. Winter was around the corner, and snow was on its way. The trees were already bare, when it was only mid November. 
 
"... I will be doing something different. I will be assigning your partners."
 
I was jerked into reality. She was assigning partners? To me, assigned partners meant double the work. I almost always got stuck with someone who insisted they would screw up the whole thing, and had me do everything. The class groaned. 
 
She began listing off the partners. David and Jenna. Kylie and Tyler. Julia and Andrew. I zoned out again, until I heard my name.
 
"Alice, you'll be with Cameron." I turned and smiled at her. Oh, what an adventure this will be.


I can't go back. What would it prove, anyway? You can't change the past.
  The Lion King

 

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Somedays, I just want to shrink
into nothingness, and never be seen again.

 
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