Joined: February 23, 2012
Last Seen: 8 years
user id: 277253
Gender: F

I play the guitar
I love to sing
I have an instagram (wanna know my username? Just ask!)
I have a kik (wanna talk? Just ask for my username!)
Taylor Swift inspires me
I have 3 cats, and 1 dog
Green eyes
5 foot even
September 28th
13 years young 
I like one direction songs but I am not a crazed fan
I give great advice so if you need to talk.... well i am here for ya babe
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How bra stores seem to think things work:

Anything smaller than a C cup: must be pre-pubescent. Ugly patterns, and colours. Lots of animals and stripes.

C to D cup: A woman! Pretty lacy things, nice patterns, large variety.

Anything over a D cup: Beige. Lots and lots of beige.



I wrote the names of my best friends all
over my legs and wrists. I did this because
if I want to start cutting again
I'd know who's actually hurting. 

Person: *Says something really unclear*
Me: What?
Person: *Says it again even more unclear*
Me: Wait, what?
Person: *Repeats themselves again*
Me: *Fake laughs because I have no idea what they just said*
Person: Yes or no?
Me: ...Say the question again...
Someone asked me why I am so nice to people who treat me bad, and I didn't know the answer. Then, during class, I looked around after finishing my test and realized why.

I looked at the boy who made fun of my inability to do math, and his head one on his desk and he looked tired. I knew he played in the band, so he had to be at school early, and I wondered if had something keeping him up or maybe it was the amount of class work the teachers assigned.

I looked at the girl who always returned my hellos by snapping her gum and twisting her hair. I knew her and her boyfriend broke up, and I wondered how hard it must be to have everyone concerned in your business. He could probably be a jerk, I knew that she only acted dumb so people would like her.

And I thought about the boy in PE who picked me last for teams, how he squinted at the paper and furrowed his eyebrows. It must be a lot of work always practicing, and then having to get good grades to go to college.

And then there was also the girl who everyone thought was a b.itch, but little did she know I saw the scars on her wrist.

And then there is the girl who is always reading, and I wonder what she gets from those books or if she is running away from reality.

And then there is the boy who always wears that shirt and I know his shoes have holes in them because when it rains he complains about wet socks, and I wonder if his parents work hard for him or if they drink a lot and I wonder if he feels like an outcast because he has so little.

And then there's the girl who just moved here from Brazil and doesn't speak a lot of English and I can only imagine how confusing it must be to learn everything in another language.

And even the teacher, I noticed he wasn't wearing his ring today. Maybe he is giving us more work and more homework because he wants us to do better than he did.

The point is, I look at all these people and realize that they have their own troubles and their own demons, and the last thing I want to do is add to them. It's a lot of pressure growing up, and no matter what anyone says--none of us have it easy.

Guys who try to use the “Are you on your period?” as way to end an argument always amuse me.

Because it gives me the excuse to lean in close and whisper “I started my day by waking up in a pool of my own blood. Is that how you’d like me to end yours? "


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Let's all take a moment of silence for the beloved website of Stardoll 
Because literally half of the Witty population came here because of Stardoll, and then ditched it a few months later for Witty.

a plus side to being my friend:
if you come over my house in your pajamas i won't judge because i will also be in my pajamas (and i always have chocolate)

Stranger: hello
Stranger: 16 male
Stranger: looking for female
You: I don't know who you are. I don't know what you want. If you're looking for ransom, I can tell you I don't have money... but what I do have are a very particular set of skills. Skills I have acquired over a very long career. Skills that make me a nightmare for people like you. If you let my daughter go now, that will be the end of it - I will not look for you, I will not pursue you... but if you don't, I will look for you, I will find you... and I will kill you.

Your conversational partner has disconnected.

Me a nerd?
Haha no, I'm just making sure I don't end up working at McDonalds with you in the future.