myname22

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Joined: January 26, 2012
Last Seen: 8 years
user id: 268115
Location: Billings, MT
Gender: F
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Hey the name's Hannah. I wanna help people. I do wanna change the world. Im not sure how yet, but i going to be famous some day. Im determined. I love to sing and im hoping that once someone important hears my songs they'll like them. I'll make a difference through my musicc. ♥ i'll be sure to acnolege my Witty Girls and Guys. Feel free to friend me on Facebook, just send me a message saying your from Witty and i'll acceptt. :)
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Im just me and im proud to say that. I'm not super beautiful or gorgeous.
I don't have an amazing figure or a flat stomach. I'm far from being a model.
I am me. I eat junk food, love to wear my PJ's, and will go without make up,
I'm random and crazy, and I don't pretend to be someone I'm not.
I am who I am, love me or hate me. i promise it won't make me or break me.
This is my story.
 
So, my mom had me when she was 17. that always been hard for me because people think that just because i have a teen mom we're both screw ups. Thats not true. my moms worked her a$$ off for me. my dad, obviously, was a deadbeat and left right after i was born. so my mom did it all on her own. im in 8th grade, but last year in 7th i has bulimia. i hated it, but i couldn't stop. its not something you can just quit. but the summer, i met this amazing guy Kolten. even though i had a boyfriend, Kolten and i got close. Very close. he was my best friend, the only one i could fully trust. i told him my story and he helped me get over my bulimia. at the begining of 8th grade i became anorexic. i just can't help wanting to loose weight, and i know its a huge problem. but anyways, my boyfriend broke up with my September 3rd. it went downhill because all the girls that didnt like me at least didn't say anything while i was dating Sy. but now i get messages everyday telling me to kill myself, and that the world would be better without me. im starting to believe them to be honest... but the only person keeping me here is Kolten. he is saving my life, even if he doesn't realize it..

Nobodys going to read this but idc..







                                                                                             My hope is for God. 
                                                                                                   Not what people think of me.


Before:
hjagdscvulkhqwegivbjqwhecv AAAAAYYYYY MACARANA!

Now:
khsdfvhwiehvwuehvjwhefvui GANGNAM STYLE!
Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow.
Today was 'Daddy's Day' at school, and she couldn't wait to go.
But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home.
Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone.
But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say.
What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today.
But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone.

And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home.
But the little girl went to school, eager to tell them all.
About a dad she never sees, a dad who never calls.
There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone too meet.

Children were squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats.
One by one the teacher called,
a student from the class to introduce her daddy.

As seconds slowly passed, at last the teacher called her name,
every child turned to stare.

Each of them was searching, for a man who wasn't there.
"Where's her daddy at?" she heard a boy call out.
"She probably doesn't have one," another student dared to shout.

And from somewhere near the back, she heard a daddy say,
"Looks like another deadbeat dad, too busy too waste his day."
The words did not offend her, as she smiled up at her Mom.
And looked back at her teacher, who told her to go on.
And with hands behind her back, slowly she began too speak.
And out from the mouth of a child, came words incredibly unique.
"My daddy couldn't be here, because he lives so far away.

But I know he wishes he could be, since this is such a special day.
And though you cannot meet him, I wanted you to know.
All about my daddy, and how much he loves me so.

He loved to tell me stories, he taught me to ride my bike.
He surprised me with pink roses, he taught me how to fly a kite.
We used to share fudge sundaes, and ice cream in a cone.
And though you cannot see him, I'm not standing here alone.
"Cause my daddy's always with me, even though we are apart.
I know because he told me, he'd forever be in my heart."
With that her little hand reached up, and lay across her chest.
Feeling her own heart beat, beneath her favorite dress.
And from somewhere in the crowd of dads, her mother stood in tears.
Proudly watching her daughter, who was wise beyond her years.
For she stood up for the love of a man not in her life.
Doing what was best for her, doing what was right.
And when she dropped her hand back down, staring straight into the crowd,

she finished with a voice so soft, but its message clear and loud.
"I love my daddy very much, he's my shining star.
And if he could he'd be here, but Heaven's just too far!
You see he was a fireman and died just this past year.
When airplanes hit the towers, and taught Americans to fear.
"But sometimes when I close my eyes, its like he never went away."

And then she closed her eyes, and saw him there that day.
And to her mother's amazement, she witnessed with surprise.
A room full of daddy's and children, all starting to close their eyes.
Who knows what they saw before them, who knows what they felt inside.
Perhaps for merely a second, they saw him at her side.

"I know your with me daddy," to the silence she called out.
And what happened next made believers, of those once filled with doubt.

Not one in that room could explain it, for each of their eyes had been closed.
But there on the desk beside her, was a fragrant long-stemmed pink rose.
And a child was blessed, if only for a moment, by the love of her shining star.
And given the gift of believing, that:
Heaven is never too far.

 
Okay I'm just going to put this out there.
 
STOP with all the freaking judging. Seriously. If someone cakes on makeup, let them. At least they feel confident. If someone doesn't wear makeup, good for them. Natural beauty is just as beautiful. If someone wears expensive clothes, how does that make them a prep? They like to feel nice. If some can't afford stuff like that, it doesn't change their personality one bit. EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU IS BEAUTIFUL. Don't ever let someone make you believe different because you know what? They're wrong. Dead wrong. Be you and in the end you'll be happy that you did♥



Whenever i see someone on Facebook post a quote i saw on Witty, i always think
Oh God They Know My Witty! :O
 
 
...Just me?
We Are Teenage Girls.
When we go home...
Our straightened hair goes up into messy buns.
Our makeup as been faded or smudged so we take it off.
The fake smile vanishes into what we really feel.
Our brand new shirt changes into our favorite old sweater.
Our skinny jeans are traded for sweatpants or pajamas.
Our Uggs are kicked off to reveal our fuzzy socks.
When we go home..

 
You wouldn't recognize us.


Where'd the VENT catergory go?!
Don't you hate it when you're sitting in your room crying your eyes out because you just can't take it anymore? You can't take not being good enough. You can't take everyone around you that you used to be able to count on leave you. Right when you need them the most? You can't take loosing everyone and everything that was once your world.. I hate this feelings im having. Your mom tries to make it better, but she doesn't know half of the sh/t you go through. But no one can understand what your going through. They try, but they just don't get it.. They try to help.. But they don't know what its like to be not good enough. And to think im considered 'popular'. I wish i wasn't here.. No one should have to feel this pain.. I just can't take loosing everything i have for me.

You don't have to read, im just venting..