iwuvyou4eva

Status: I come here in awkwardness :)
Joined: August 28, 2010
Last Seen: 1 month
Birthday: March 30
user id: 122892
Gender: F

hey, i'm rachel
birthday: 03/30/1996
life: go on witty/tumblr, college,
chill at barnes and noble, drink tea,
pilates, watch anime, and write

obsessions: internet, fruity flavor
 gum, over-sized t-shirts, the hobo life,
 super smash bros, dogs, BTS, and Lush

dislikes: waking up early, video ads,
socializing, and meat (I'm vegetarian)

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iwuvyou4eva's Favorite Quotes

Like a kid who doesn't know herself yet,

i just
wanna
follow
you.

 
I'm kinda like a fan of you
and everything you do.

 

 
I've had an account on this website for a little over 9 years now.

It's weird to think that the dominant culture of the Internet now were preschoolers and elementary school kids while I was spending hours coding, reading stories, chatting with friends, and expressing my teenage angst on this site.

I don't even know if younger teens today would even be interested in a site like this.

Either way, this site has deeply impacted me in ways I didn't even realize until recently. If I had never gotten into Witty, I'd probably never be interested in code and think it was too complicated (and it can be complicated -- but the products of coding can be very rewarding).

I'm at a bit of a crossroads about my career path right now, and thinking about the time I spent on Witty and Tumblr coding has me thinking about getting back into it.

And even more so, if I had never started using Witty, I would have never discovered how much I love writing and creating stories. I liked it even before I joined Witty, but reading some of the stories on here (that seem so cheesy and cliche now) sparked so much joy and imagination in me that I began creating worlds on paper so vibrant and vivid as if they were real. My biggest dream and goal in life is to become a fiction author and turn those books into films. I hope to make a living off of just that someday, but for now, I'm just trying to find a plan B.

So much has changed over nine years, but so much is still the same. I guess I expected more to be different. I guess I expected life to make more sense and to get easier; it didn't. In many ways I'm proud of how far I come, and in some ways, I kind of expected myself to be further than I am. I don't know if 13-year-old me would be proud of me, but I think she'd be surprised that I was able to make it past 18. I think she'd be disappointed that I don't have a solution for who I am, but at least I have an answer.

Going 22 years without knowing that I'm neurodivergent has taken a huge toll on me and robbed me of so much of my youth and so many opportunities. Logging on and reading old quotes unlocks emotions I didn't know I still felt and hurt I didn't know I still harbored.

I don't know how many of you will, but I'll certainly remember this site in another 9 years. If this planet lasts that long, I'll certainly log back in and update you all on whether or not I managed to find a hack for my oddly-wired brain. I hope I can make bigger and more meaningful changes in my life during this next decade minus 1 year.

Peace!

"she calls herself wicked,
yet she's the type to soak her pillow if she feels selfish."
people survive in
different
ways
If only we were half as hungry for brains as zombies are.

I had my first  kiss at 22 lol

i always automatically smiled when i was told a picture was being taken. so i don't know how i really felt when looking back at them.
it has occured to me that I'd like to

hang out with you for the rest of my

life.
 
matutine
(adj.)


\ ˈmachəˌtīn \
of a star: just before the dawn





 
 
So I havent been on here in 5 years I like my profile said? Its wild, reading all the things I used to write that I can only barely remember. I think that was the point of me doing it back the, was to have something I could look back on and know my old self.. but the thing is that I thought I would be looking back as a better person and the truth is, I'm not. 
I thought that I would grow out of it but I didn't. Here I am, an adult reading things that everyone told me was just teenage angst and thinking to myself, how did I even get this far? Its no wonder Im strugling so hard now, I've been struggling with this my whole fckng life
I like this though, a whole other world I can escape to. I liked going back and reading old things from myself and I want to keep it.
So from here on out I'm coming back to this. This is my secret escape, my secret way of getting everything out. 
If t
heres anyone out there that feels anything similar to anything I ever wrote, reach out and we can figure it out together.
Much love