gempearl

Status: miss all my old friends on witty sigh
Joined: May 20, 2011
Last Seen: 7 years
user id: 175835
Location: narnia bitchachos
Gender: F

twitter: @umheysarah
tumblr: thelakeswillbreakourfall.tumblr.com

 



I'm Sarah aka Gary aka Jesus.

I like Ed Sheeran, One Direction and talking.
I don't like spiders, liars or mushrooms.

Want to know more? Leave a comment if ur kl enuf xoxo


Please don't ask me to 'follow back' if you want your head to stay attached to your shoulders.
Peace.

 

Quotes by gempearl

As a girl who hasn't been on witty for more than a year:

I used to be so sad, all the time. I used to feel so empty. I could barely walk past a mirror without bursting into tears; I disliked my appearance that much. I thought I would never have a boyfriend, because who would like such a sad, ugly person? I had hurt people I cared about, been hurt by others I cared about, and witty was where I came to get away from it all.

But it does get better.

I woke up one day last yearand was completely sick of it. Sick of being sad. Sick of holding back tears all the time. Sick of feeling not good enough.

So I changed. Simple as that. I woke up one morning and decided I would be a better, happier person.

It wasn't easy. I'm not going to pretend that after that day everything was easy, and I'm not saying that I don't still feel how I used to some times. It took a lot of hard work, a lot of fake smiling when I really wanted to burst into tears, a lot of being nice to people even when I wanted to stab them, a lot of focusing on what was good about myself and the world even when all I could see was the bad. It took a very long time, a lot of tears and a lot of energy.

But I did it.

I feel so much better now; I look better; I have more friends; I have the guy of my dreams.

But all of this came about because I chose to do something about it.
I stopped caring what people thought, and did what made me happy.

I didn't wait for a boy to come along and make me happy, I took matters into my own hands. Then, when I was happy in myself, I found someone so perfect, who a year ago I may not have had the courage to be myself with. But I did, and he loved me for it.

Don't expect life to change if you're not prepared to.
But if you are prepared to change, and put in the effort,
life will get better.
I promise.



What happened to that old fashion type of relationship? The ones where you slowly fall in love with each other and you can tell that they’re the one just by looking into their eyes. The ones that are handwritten on sheets of binder paper with sappy love poems that actually came from their heart, and not from google. The ones where you always thought of each other as best friends, before you thought of each other as lovers. When you used to meet their parents instead of meeting the inside of their bed sheets. When you knew hearing rocks hit your window pane meant sneaking out, just to lay under the stars together. When getting your arm over her shoulder was first base and getting a kiss on your cheek was second. The ones where you couldn’t fall asleep at night because your life’s reality was finally better than being in your dreams. The ones where when your heartbeats collided, you swore you’re listening to the next eighty years of your life together. When a boom box was still a way to confess your love for one another and giving your sweater up on a cold day was just as good as any love letter. When walking home together was normal and having your first kiss at the front door was something extra. When holding hands turned into never ending thumb wars and their smile is something you couldn’t get enough of. The ones where picnics at the local park were just as good as constructing pillow forts in their living room. When the talking stage lasted longer than a couple of nights and your virginity wasn’t misplaced, but handed over. The ones where true beauty came from their heart and not their face and where you would tie each other’s shoe laces. The ones where you only wrote your love letters in permanent ink because what you wrote down then you meant forever. And I wonder where this type of relationship has gone because my whole life I’ve been searching with no luck but, I still hope. -tumblr


 











 
You'll                                                 
           never                                           
love yourself       
                                  half as much as
I love you













 



Benvolio: You're in love?
Romeo: Out.
Benvolio: Out of love?
Romeo: I love someone. She doesn't love me.




This is getting ridiculous.
There's a boy who made an account TEN MINUTES AGO and whose only quote is 'hey beautifuls, i'm new' and he already has SIX FOLLOWERS.
This is stupid. Witty girls, what are you doing?
Please have some self respect.
Just because there's a boy on witty does not mean they are going to talk to you, then fall madly in love with you.
In fact, most of the 'boys' on witty have been created by girls to prove a point.
So really, please think to yourself: am I following him because his quotes are good or because he's a boy?


 



Normal film couples: "You hang up!" "No, you hang up!"
Katniss and Peeta: "You kill me!" "No, you kill me!"



 








everyone leaves eventually.







 

Me when my friends are upset: basically turns into a psychiatrist
My friends when I'm upset: ok.







In ten years, I'm going to make sure I come back to witty.
That way I can tell the next generation of witty girls how much better it gets.





 


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