YouthInRetrospect
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Writing to express, not to impress.
Joined: December 27, 2012
Last Seen: 1 decade
Birthday: March 16
user id: 343606
Location: In my own little world.
Gender: M
Joined: December 27, 2012
Last Seen: 1 decade
Birthday: March 16
user id: 343606
Location: In my own little world.
Gender: M
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Oh, retrospect; 'tis a curse we can't prevent. « «
I am not an interesting person in any way. I am just a simple yet complicated sixteen-year-old kid, born in New York City and raised in Chicago, trying to find his place in this world. I'm also the soppiest person you'll ever know. Not kidding. If I fall in love with you, you're incredibly unlucky.m not new to Witty - I was a member in 2009-2010 but I left due to personal issues, and now I'm back on a new account. Fresh start, you know?
Watch me document my wasted youth.
(+) Reading, the smell of books, rain, music, The Perks of Being a Wallflower, snuggies, cats, tattoos, piercings, Alaska Young, fall and winter, Harry Potter, guitars, pianos, tea, chocolate, photography, stars, The Big Bang Theory, cities, nature, Friends (yes, the TV show), concerts, Doctor Who, movies, Sherlock, all the little things in life.
Just to clear things up -
I only follow people who's quotes I really like; if you ask me to follow back, I won't
and no, my profile picture is not me.
YouthInRetrospect's Favorite Quotes
I may be a
b.itch, but at least
I've never sent anonymous hate to someone.
Why
do we look up to people? To movie stars?
To singers? To artists? To Wittians?
To gymnasts? To Youtubers?
{aren't we all}
human? We nearly
worship these people, just because they have more recognition
than an average person socially. How yabout that person that you
passed by at the grocery store? Why didn't you beg him for an
autograph? I mean, he may
sing too.
To singers? To artists? To Wittians?
To gymnasts? To Youtubers?
{aren't we all}
human? We nearly
worship these people, just because they have more recognition
than an average person socially. How yabout that person that you
passed by at the grocery store? Why didn't you beg him for an
autograph? I mean, he may
sing too.
If American Idiot by
Greenday doesn't make you want to trash your room and
overthrow the government then idk what will
I'm quite quiet at home
but then when I'm with you
I can't seem to shut up
because with you it's easy
you make everything feel safe
and you make me feel loved
and I can trust you
trust
trust is a big word, isn't it?
like 'if'
what if we ran away?
I'd run away with you because I trust you
quite a lot, actually
so thank you for listening to me
ranting and raving
sometimes singing, then complaining
and know that I'll listen to you
like you listen to me
anytime you want
but then when I'm with you
I can't seem to shut up
because with you it's easy
you make everything feel safe
and you make me feel loved
and I can trust you
trust
trust is a big word, isn't it?
like 'if'
what if we ran away?
I'd run away with you because I trust you
quite a lot, actually
so thank you for listening to me
ranting and raving
sometimes singing, then complaining
and know that I'll listen to you
like you listen to me
anytime you want
(s.l)
“There are those individuals who die for a cause, and we say
they have made the ultimate sacrifice. We call them martyrs, and
we never doubt their sincerity.
Yet many others search their entire lives for something—or someone—worth dying for and this is very different. These are the lonely and the desperate, fearful that their lives have no meaning. They yearn for the bullet, if only someone else will pull the trigger.”
Yet many others search their entire lives for something—or someone—worth dying for and this is very different. These are the lonely and the desperate, fearful that their lives have no meaning. They yearn for the bullet, if only someone else will pull the trigger.”
June 18, 2013 7:40pm
you know really care for someone when it hurts
it feels like there's a hole in your chest
when you see the cuts on their wrists,
it feels like you can't breathe
when they tell you how depressed and tired they are,
you feel the tears well up in your eyes when
they confess about their suicidal thoughts,
you'll really feel it when all of these
come together once you figure out
they finally gave up
then you'll feel guilt
because you didn't know what to do to help them,
to stop them from taking their last breath so soon,
to save them from
the dark
that's been creeping in their mind and soul for awhile now
that completely consumed them and made them to choose this way out
the easy way out
(z.c.)
I wore you like a bruise,
and your words were a
noose around my neck.
You killed me slowly as
you tightened your grip
around me, suffocating;
leaving me bloody and
bruised.
How could something so
beautiful be so
destructive?
How could you save me
only to break me again?
(DS)
and your words were a
noose around my neck.
You killed me slowly as
you tightened your grip
around me, suffocating;
leaving me bloody and
bruised.
How could something so
beautiful be so
destructive?
How could you save me
only to break me again?
(DS)
How am I supposed to be everything they expect me to be?
When I feel so alone, 'cause I left my heart at home.
