"lots of people will want to ride in the limo with you. what you want is someone who will take the bus with you when the limo breaks down" -
May 1, 2012
My happy place :)
So I guess I'm just supposed to sum my life up for you... Hi.
Catherine. 14 years young. America, where the obese people live.
I'm pretty typical- middle class, white, technically Christian but really an atheist. My friends >>>>>>
I Irish Dance. I'm not particularly good (Novice-Prizewinner, for those of you who know anything about it), but I still love it <3
Other than that, I do theatre, play basketball, sing, write, coach, tutor, girl scout (is that a verb?) read, hang out, and listen to music.
Oh yeah, and I play the piano. Overcommitted much?
I try to give good advice but usually I don't- but I'm pretty nonjudgmental, so if you're bored...
Please, please, please, please, PLEASE at least take a look at my blog! www.thedeeperifall.blogspot.com
((I may or may not be every pageview it's ever gotten))
And also, check out operation beautiful. It's honestly a pretty amazing thing. www.operationbeautiful.com
i know that i haven't been on in what seems like forever, but
today i felt like reminiscing.
witty used to be where i went just to dump my emotions into someone
just to get it off my chest. the internet is impersonal like
i couldn't talk to my friends like that, because i knew that
they would never be able to look at me the same way
i didn't blame them. if i were in their shoes, so would i. and
that's why i needed witty.
but then witty started to tear itself apart.
suddenly, all i could see as i scrolled down through the top quotes
page was anger
lots and lots of anger and hate about things like nutella, or one
direction, or stupid things like that.
some of them were important things, like gay marriage.
but even still, it was killing the wittians.
people started to leave, slowly and then more rapidly, as the
hurricane of fury raged on
some left because of the hate, others left just because the number
of quotes was decreasing.
i started my witty just at the climax, when everyone was just happy
to be depressed together
it was the strangest thing, that we could all bond over our
but it was beautiful in a way that nothing else was
until we started to fight, shattered like glass thrown at the
that's what i think led witty to what it is today.
where there is a small community of unhapy people
who look out for each other, and smile at the same silly
there are still some of you left.
so i'm giving witty another chance.
maybe this is a fresh start for witty, where we can all forget what
and just be awkward together again
so i'll give it a try. maybe i'm just desparate for
something like witty again.
or maybe i'm just bored. but i want this to happen.
we can make it work, guys. just don't let last year happen