storyofmylife__
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H E L L O B E A U T I F U L
M y a n o n y m o u s a c c o u n t
~You're Beautiful
I'M NOT THE BEST
Ok so here's what's up. This is my venting account. :3
Please don't pity me, my life sucks enough already.
Welp that is all.
She's got cuts on her wrist-because she goes through depression.
She's got a twinkle in her eye-because she goes to sleep crying every night.
She's got a broken heart-because she watches him with someone else.
She's got a beautiful smile-because she's good at faking it.
But you would never guess it.
Perefe ction is BORING
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SUICIDE:
Should not exist.
But what is a quote going to do?
It's going to do a lot. I want a petition to go
around
on witty and I want you to repost this quote with your
name signed. After i get all of these names
I am going to make a youtube
video of
all the witty profile names that took out a few
minutes to read and repost this quote.
Lets show these people how much we care and someday we can
put a end to this!
staystrong
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god made you the way you are for a reason,
love yourself and stay strong :)
remember, YOU ARE
BEAUTIFUL!!
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storyofmylife__
Just laying in bed.
With you on my mind.
Thinking about senarios that I know will NEVER happen.
Wondering about all those "what-ifs"
Then crying myself to sleep,
after I realize you will never like me.
Story Of My l i fe
Story Of My l i fe
I like him, he likes her.
Boy I like : "Sorry, I like someone else. But we could still be friends. "
Story of my life.
I sit here wondering why.
Why was I put on this earth?
Was it just so people could get a good laugh when they saw me?
Was it so guys could look at me and think:
"That is the kind of girl I don't want to be with"
Was it so I could be forever alone?
Was it so I could get torn apart piece by piece everyday at school by the pretty girls?
Or maybe it was so I could expierence a broken heart 102832886435983495017 times.
Why?
Why?
Why?
Story Of My Life
I get all dressed up in the cutest outfit I own.
I do my hair perfectly.
I try to suceed at doing my make-up without looking like a clown.
I go the extra mile and paint my nails.
I find a purse that matches my outfit.
I go out and buy some beautiful smelling perfume.
I plaster a fake smile on my face.
I get on the bus to go to school.
I get to school and sit threw homeroom excited to move onto first period.
I wait for you to walk threw the door,
But you never do.
Class starts
And I am sitting here all dolled up just for you, and where are you?
Absent.
Story of my life
I lost my bestfriend last year. And before you ask, no she did not die,
however, it seems as if she did. I lost her because I was not cool enought. Crazy right?
Here is what happened..
So it was in seventh grade when I first met her. We were working in groups in English
on the first day of school. I asked if she was one of those braniac kids, because honestly she
looked like one. She laughed and sad no. We started talking, and before we knew it she was
telling me all about her problem. How she was emo, because her friends were. How her mom
doesn't trust her enough to let her outside with her "friends". I WAS SHOCKED. But hey, that is
why you shouldn't judge a book by its cover.
Anyways, she ended up leaving her so called friends to be mine. She stopped cutting, and of I helped her through it. I met her mom
one day and she loved me. Why? Because I was nice I assume. Anyways, we both ended up having like a million and one sleepovers
over the next two years. We were inseperable. We told eachother everything. But once we got into HighSchool everything changed.
She decided I was not good enough to be called her friend. She left me for a more popular crowd.
I never really understood why. She was like my twin, personality wise. Then I thought about how mabey she was only using me all along. I mean it was not like I was a totaly loser or anything. I had a group of friends that she had gotten to know. And she just left.
I guess I was just not good enough.