smilexobrightx17

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emily... emily is just an empty, ghost of a girl. she listens to music just about every second of every minute of every hour of every day of every week of every year. she used to have friends, they decided to leave her in the dust; but she's not complaining. life, it is what it is regardless if she's happy or not. she just tries to live, day by day. it's hard. it's an uphill battle all the time. she's used to the jokes, the rumors, and the lies. she lives her life just waiting and waiting to get out of this sick town she lives in. she wants to go to school far far away, boston maybe. she has no boyfriend, no friends, and not much hope left. again, no complaints. it is what it is. tears are normal, sad music is what you'll hear if you ever listen to her iPod (which is basically her best friend), and sleepless nights are way too familiar. get to know her, maybe just maybe she'll open up.

 



 







 

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Who went to go see the Train, Andy Grammer, and Matt Kearney concert tonight?

Wellll it was amazing!


Tanglewood Concert Center.
Lenox, Massachusetts

<3





 



Me: I'm crazy.

Him: How are you crazy? 

Me: I never cry in front of people, but ten minutes ago I cried alone in the darkness of my room. I love walking around in the pouring rain during a thunder and lightning storm. I cry at the end of every book I read. I'm unable to give up. I fear spiders. I eat chips with ketchup. I don't need anyone, but I secretly hope I have someone. I laugh when I'm nervous. I smile and laugh because I'm the greatest actor you'll ever meet. I've never seen star wars or lord of the rings. Crashing by Gersey makes me cry. I love showtunes. I'm stubborn as f//ck. I cut for three years. I want to move to San Francisco. I love chemistry. I love mushy gushy love stories and movies. I only cry alone. I hate my body, but I love my hair. I lvoe wearing over sized sweatshirts to bed, and nothing else. I fall easily.

Him: You're beautiful.



<3




 
He's amazing. This is a true story, we
were texting last night and he said
this. I almost cried because I
was so happy.Thank you
for reading all of this.
-smilexobrightx17

 



I thought I understood it, that I could grasp it.
But I didn't, not really. Only the smudgeness of it; the pink-slippered,
all-containered, semi-precious eagerness of it. I didn't realize it would
sometimes be more than whole, that the wholeness was a rather
luxurious idea. Because it's the halves that halve you in half.
I didn't know, don't know, about the in-between bits;
the gory bits of you, and the gory bits of me.

 


 





Can someone please kick brandoncyrus off of here? I think most of us can agree that we don't want to see his junk on our beloved Witty website. He is just so innapropriate and probably not even real. This is the wrong website for you buddy. Go to a freaking dating website if you really want to make your private area public. So if you're reading this brandoncyrus... Leave before you have a million angry girls come after you. Okay thanks!
:D

Sincerely, Emily and the rest of the Witty girls!




 




And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can't replace
When you love someone, but it goes to waste
Could it be worse?
Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you




 


 


It's like you're screaming, and no one can hear.
You almost feel ashamed that someone could be that important,
and without them you feel like nothing.
No one will ever understand how much it hurts.
You feel hopeless, like nothing can save you.
Then when it's over, and when it's gone,
you almost with that you could have all that bad stuff back;
so that way you could have the good.



 



 
 









                           my whole world is falling in love with you.







 
I Never Knew, But It Has Always Been You
Chapter Three (part  five)


       “Fletcher! I got your text, what on earth happened to you?” Ella said frantically running towards him. Fletcher stood there, limp and cold. Ella could see the path of tears on his red-stained cheeks.
       Ella reaches the withdrawn Fletcher and hugs him tight, and he shivers and shakes with sadness. She felt him fall a little, but she held him up. Fletcher is breathing heavily and sighing and sniffling. Ella pulled away from the hug and took Fletcher’s hand. She led him to the back of the park, behind a couple of huge willow trees and some bushes there was a private grassy area. The two friends sat up against the willow trees, Ella across from Fletcher.
       Ella sat crossed-legged in her yoga pants and her fitted lacrosse sweatshirt . Ella waited for Fletcher’s tears to subside and patted his knee. He leaned up against the willow’s huge back-rest and held his head up to look at the vast overgrowth of the tree. Fletcher wiped his eyes and then sank his head back into his hands in his lap. He started shaking and tears began flowing down his sculpted face. Ella scooted a little towards him and wiped the tears away from his beautifully broken face.
      After a few deep breaths and a few moments of silence Fletcher began his story. “My mom, she was crossing the parking lot at the grocery store and she was at the wrong place at the wrong time. There was this car and the driver wasn’t paying attention to what he was doing.” Fletcher paused and a silent tear slid down his cheek and onto Ella’s hand which was placed on his knee. “She was hit, and killed Ella.” That statement led Fletcher into a whole new batch of tears.
      Ella’s mouth dropped and she was unable to even talk. Ella had known Fletcher’s mother forever. All Fletcher ever talked about was how his mother sang goofy songs all the time. His mom and him were best friends. Fletcher wasn’t a mama’s boy, but he looked out for her. Elaine was one of the nicest people Ella has ever met. Elaine worked a lot with the nursing homes and animal shelters in the area. She was always so down to earth and extremely funny. She was quirky and very original.
     “Fletcher. Fletcher, oh my God. I’m so sorry. Come here.” Ella opened up her arms to him. He graciously made himself comfortable in her arms. Fletcher cried while Ella rubbed his back and whispered in his ear that everything will be okay, even though Ella doesn’t know that everything will be okay.
      After awhile of crying, and reassuring they both stood up and hugged. It was a real hug, passionate and beautiful. “Fletcher, do you want to stay the night? We could pull out the air mattress, and put it in the middle of my room? My mom-“ Ella stopped at the word ‘mom’, and quickly changed her choice of words. “No one is home. I mean, just so you wouldn’t have to be alone.” Ella suggested kindly.
     Fletcher looked down into her eyes and nodded. Ella wrapped her arm around Fletcher and they began walking across the park towards her car. They both hopped in and drifted off towards Ella’s house.
     “Alright I’m pretty sure we have some extra blankets in the laundry room, and if you want to go get some pillows from the living room.” Ella said as she escaped into the laundry room to get the extra sheets, blankets, and the air mattress.
     Fletcher walked into the living room and gathered up all of the pillows he could find. He didn’t hear Ella walk in room because he jumped when he heard her voice. “Hey, Fletch. Come on, let’s get you into bed.” Ella said soothingly. She walked over to him and took some of the pillows from his arms and led him into her room. The two over them set up the air mattress and spread the sheets while plopping pillows at the head of the mattress. 
    Fletch didn’t talk throughout this whole process. Ella is genuinely worried about him, what if he does something stupid during the night? No, he wouldn’t do that, he’s a smart kid. They finished putting the comforter on the air mattress and then Ella grabbed some pajamas from her second drawer down and shuffled into the bathroom to change. When she came back Fletcher was in bed staring at the ceiling.
     “Hey, do you want to borrow a huge shirt and some sweatpants?” Ella asked soothingly. Fletcher slowly turned his head toward Ella’s tiny figure standing in the doorway of her room.
     “I’ll take the shirt, but have you seen yourself lately? You’re tiny, me, not so much.” Fletcher managed to crack a smile, but Ella knew it was forced. She knows the many expressions of Fletcher Reece Simmons, and that so-called ‘smile’, was not a smile at all. In fact, it was Fletcher saying, ‘I’m breaking’.
    “Alright. Lemme just find one.” Ella said as she maneuvered her way around all of the scattered things in her bedroom. Finally she arrived at her dresser and again opened the second drawer and found a huge tee shirt laying on top of the pile of pajamas. “Will this do? It’s my dad’s old shirt from a stupid basketball raffle.” Ella said throwing the piece of fabric to Fletcher.
     He nodded and shrugged off his own button up shirt and threw on the ratty shirt. “Is it alright if I just sleep in my boxers? I really doubt you will have anything that will fit me.” Fletcher said standing out of bed. He started undoing his belt and taking things out of his pockets.
    “Yeah I don’t care. I’m sleeping in a tiny tank-top and boxer shorts, so you’re more covered than I am.” Ella smiled and closed her drawer. She turned and pulled her covers back and hopped in.
     Fletcher sank into bed and then within three minutes both friends were soundly sleeping. This tragedy brought both friends closer than they were before.
 
 
      The six friends sank into the soft green grass and played truth or dare as they waited for the movie to begin. Ella grabbed Fletcher’s hand and squeezed it gently. He looks at her with eyes filled of compassion and kissed her just real soft.  
I Never Knew, But It Has Always Been You
Chapter Three (part three)

          The three girls exited the bathroom and innocently walked back over to the table where the guys were seated. Kay was right, Fletcher did look at Ella in a sort of mysterious, you’re-so-beautiful-and-I-like-you sort of way. Kay sat down next to her boyfriend, Carson, and Ella next to Fletcher and Jeanette next to Todd. Jeanette secretly likes Todd, but he has a girlfriend. Todd is dating Chelsea. She is a really nice girl, but she is a dancer so she never has time to hang out. She has gotten several offers from high-class private art schools, but she doesn’t want to go because she doesn’t want to be under all of that competitive pressure. A couple times things were rocky between them. Chelsea never hangs out with Todd, and sometimes that bothers him. He tries to understand her bust schedule, but sometimes he just can’t handle it. They almost broke up more than a few times. Of course Chelsea was always there for him; that is the best you can do for someone you like, but they don’t like you back.

 
 
       The friends talked amongst themselves for awhile until everyone ran out of things to say, so then they ordered some snacks. Fletcher kept nudging Ella with his foot and she kept giggling. Both of them got some weird looks for the other friends. It was silent between the teenagers for a couple minutes until Carson said, “So, the movie is at five o’clock. We’ve got about an hour to kill. What are we gonna do? It’s almost four right now” Carson said checking his phone for the time. The group started talking about what to do no one could come up with a really good idea.
       Suddenly Ella got an idea. “Well what if we just go hang out at the park for awhile until the movie starts. We could go by our spot.” Ella suggested. Everyone seemed to like that idea so they paid the bill and got up and left Sonny’s Diner.
       The same situation happened with the whole walking thing. Fletcher and Ella ended up walking a little ways behind the others. This time, Fletcher grabbed Ella’s thin hand and weaved his fingers through the spaces between hers. Ella glanced up into his twinkling eyes and smiled. “So Ella, I think you’re good for me.” Fletcher said in a soft tone, almost a whisper.
       Ella smiled and knew what he was talking about. They walked through the park’s well groomed grass to their spot in the outskirts or the park. Ella and Fletcher stumbled across this spot the night Fletcher’s mother died. He texted Ella to have her meet up with him at the park so he could have someone to talk to. He knew that if he called any of his other friends they wouldn’t understand the loss of someone like that.  
I Never Knew, But It Has Always Been You
Chapter Three (part two)

               Ella stared at Fletcher, looking for sincerity in his eyes. She certainly saw it, it is luminescent. His sincerity is so bright it’s blinding. “Fletcher, I ask myself the same question every second of every day. I don’t know how I feel about you. I mean, I know that I certainly feel love for you, but it’s the best friend love. I think I like you as a little something more than a best friend.” Ella paused and glanced up at Fletch and chewed on her bottom lip. She smirked and continued. “I think we should work on building a relationship based on our friendship and even more.” She paused again to see the reaction on his face; utter happiness. “And for the record, those were the most beautiful fireworks I’ve ever seen in my life.” She stopped again, he looked confused. “I’m talking about the kiss. It was amazing. I’ve never seen a spark so ultra-violet. It was the best kiss I’ve ever experienced.” Ella said.

                Fletcher’s face exploded with happiness and a smile sneaked its way across his face. He picked Ella up and cradled her. He whispered, “You know, you don’t have to ask for me to kiss you. I’ll definitely do it again. And also for the record, the fourth of July fireworks can’t even compare.” Fletcher leaned in and ever so gently brushed his lips against Ella’s, breathing in her sweet smell of peach chap-stick mixed with her fruity perfume. Their kiss seemed to last a lifetime, all of the passion is there. Fletcher is right, the Fourth of July fireworks can’t even compare to these sparks.
                Fletcher and Ella eventually caught up with the group and entered the diner. “The usual table?” Jamie asks. She is the nicest waitress you’ll ever meet. She is an older woman with curly gray hair, and she is stout and very jolly. Jamie actually owns the place. She named the restaurant after her husband, Sonny Manns. They are still happily married with fifty-five years behind them. They are the sweetest, nicest, and most caring people you’ll ever meet.
               Ella hopes she can have a relationship like Sonny and Jamie’s; long-lasting and filled with love. Kay and Jeanette interrupted Ella’s thoughts by poking her very hard on the shoulder. “Bathroom. Meeting. Now.” Kay whispered extremely fast like she was trying to contain joy and excitement. Ella is being dragged into the bathroom by her two best girl friends, this has to be a serious meeting. Maybe they saw Fletcher kiss Ella when they were walking to the diner.
               The three girls entered the ladies’ bathroom. It is a quaint little one-stalled room. There are old black and white pictures all over the wall papered walls. “So! Spill it Ella! We saw you and Fletch! Well, honestly we all saw it coming. As a matter of fact, the guys are talking to Fletch right now as we speak.” Kay paused as she threatened Ella. “So you better spill everything!” Kay squealed with complete joy.
             “Alright. Fine. Well you know how I usually get here early?” The two friends nodded. “Well so did Fletcher. We walked to our lockers and then to homeroom. We just sat and talked for awhile. Then he did the unthinkable! Fletcher kissed me!” The two girls giggled and gasped childishly. “Yeah I know. So anyway, I totally freaked out. I mean I have to admit, I’m trying to figure out my feelings for him. The past month or so I’ve noticed myself to starting to see Fletch as more than a friend. So I ran to the bathroom after the kiss and I just looked at myself in the mirror. Then I remembered my song that I wrote. So I calmly got myself together and walked back to homeroom, and there he was bent over reading my song.” The girls let out a sigh. Ella laughed and then continued. “Yeah so he asked me to sing it to him. I agreed and sang him my song. It’s not done yet but after he complimented me. Then he started to apologize for kissing me spontaneously. He said he is trying to figure out his feelings for me too. He said he’s always thought I was beautiful.” Ella stopped and started smiling uncontrollably.
           Kay and Jeanette were laughing and teasing Ella. “So wait, tell us what happened on the walk over here!” Jeanette squealed. Both of the friends’ faces were splattered with excitement and happiness.
         “Well, we were just walking in silence at first. I think he still felt bad about the kiss. I mean I told him that I didn’t like him, but I lied. So he started explaining more about why he kissed me. He said he needed to figure out if he felt the spark, and he did. He said that he would be up to starting a relationship beyond friendship, but if I didn’t want to then that would be okay. I said that I lied to him about my feelings and that the kiss was amazing. So then he picked me up and cradled me, and then he kissed me.” Ella finally took a breath. Kay and Jeanette laughed hysterically and poked Ella teasingly. “And let me tell you, that boy is the best kisser I’ve ever kissed. I swear to God his lips are so soft and he was so gentle. But it was sincere at the same time. It was passionate and inviting at the same time. I don’t know guys, I think I might really like Fletch.” Ella confessed.
          Kay and Jeanette talked to Ella some more about how they always knew just by how Fletcher looked at Ella that he has always liked her. “I mean when you’re just talking about something random he looks at you with those gorgeous deep green eyes. And he isn’t just looking at you, it’s like he is looking in you. I know it sounds corny or weird, but honest to God that’s what he doing.” Jeanette says intelligently. Ella blushes and smiles her beautiful, radiating smile. 
           “It’s true. Ella, I really think he likes you. I mean, I didn’t know when Carson liked me. Then again I’m pretty oblivious to everything. But, everyone kept telling me about these looks he gave me.” Kay confided in Ella and Jeanette. “But, I think we should get back out there before the guys think we died.” Kay joked.