pearlywhites

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Joined: November 19, 2013
Last Seen: 1 decade
user id: 375091
Gender: F
Im a 16 year old girl who loves volleyball 
I try my best to fit in, but it feels like no one wants me
I have many friends but I still feel lonely
Im using witty to help get out my feelings and looking
for people to help me through my struggles

pearlywhites's Favorite Quotes

 
 
I know you've never loved the crinkles by your eyes when you smile, you've never loved your stomach or your thighs, the dimples in your back at the bottom of your spine, but I'll love them endlessly.

 
Not being able to  say how you really feel and writing it out thousands of times but deleting it all in the end...
I wish i was happy.
I wish i didnt cut.
I wish i was skinny.
I wish my mom didnt cheat.
I wish someone would understand.
I wish i would have a real smile.
I wish i felt loved.
I wish alot....
happy at school then coming home and your true self comes out...
I'll draw you a picture.
I'll draw it with a twist.
I'll draw it with a razor.
I'll draw it on my wrist.
If I do it correctly, a red
fountain will appear, to
take away my pain and
wash away my fear.
Stop eating.
Stop caring.
Stop breathing.

It's Friday and you're at school.
You know it's your last day, but no one else does.
It's a long hard day, but you take it harder than anyone else.
The bell rings, so you say goodbye to your friends. It's the last time you will see them, but they don't know that.

It's Sunday night and you've had enough. You know it's time.
You grab your knife, that rope, those pills.
You're hurting, you're crying, but you want and NEED to do this.
It's over. Done. Finished. 
You just killed yourself. There's no turning back now. You're gone.

It's Monday morning.
A normal day for everyone will soon change.
Everyone expected you to turn up today, but you're not there.
No one knows why, but why would they care?
They soon find out what you did and don't know how to react.
They thought "they never saw the signs" or "this is so unexpected."

But to me, you know what's so unexpected?
All of you pretend to care when I'm gone.
I'm sorry, but it's too late then.


 
 
Leave me alone in my room 
at night, and all I can think
about is dying. Put me in a
room crowded with people,
I still can't forget how fully
miserable I am.
 

 
 
The worst kind of pain?
When you're smiling
just to stop your
 tears from falling.
 

 
 
Hello depression, my old friend.
It's nice to walk with you again.