Watch_Me

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Joined: April 21, 2013
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Gender: F
I already have a Witty. I made another one. I'm not telling who I am. I won't follow any of my friends. I'll say things on this profile that I wouldn't on my other profile. If you figure me out, please don't tell. These are the things they said I couldn't do, and I just said... Watch_Me <3

Quotes by Watch_Me




Won't you take it all away?
And I'll take mine to the Lord.
The angels may fall,
But never close enough to
let me soar.   ♥

 

From a young age, girls are indirectly trained to search for forever - through fairytales, then later on love songs and romance books and movies. They try and try to find forever, thinking every time that they have found it. Beyond a certain point, however, when they haven't yet found it, girls may start to lose hope. They become apprehensive and afraid to fall. The belief that forever doesn't exist creeps in, tainting the youthful optimism. Then, when they actually find their forever, it's almost like they don't want to believe it. They think, "Why is this time different than any other?" and they continue to doubt. It takes just the right person, the perfect forever, to prove to them that it is possible, and here.
...But if he makes you happy...
So he said I'm not allowed to tell anyone this. But I have to tell you guys, at least.

His sister was just a foster sister. His family fostered her for a couple years. She was 6 years old. Her biological mother decided that she could take care of her again. So she left. To California. That was in January.
In March he told me that she had been diagnosed with cancer. Since then, he hardly mentioned her. I guess the topic was too touchy, too emotional for him, which is understandable. I could see how much pain he was in, just when he told me. He always said he treated her like his daughter.
Today he told me that she passed away. I was speechless. He doesnt want me to tell anyone, maybe because he sees these emotions as a sign of weakness. But he loved her, and he always will. There's nothing weak about that.

R.I.P. Anna
Hold on...

Baby, you're losing it.
The water's high.
You're jumping into it and letting go,
And no one knows...

That you cry, but you don't tell anyone;
That you might not be the golden one,

And you're tied together with a smile, but you're coming undone.
My friends don't like him.
He knows it, but neither of us care.
Yesterday, he made me promise they wouldn't ruin us.
I said, "They can't. We're stronger than that."
His response?

"We're invincible."