Status: Mommy to be <3
Joined: June 9, 2010
Last Seen: 1 year
Birthday: January 6
user id: 111614
Gender: F

hello there, beautiful.
               I'm Ashley. I'm 17 years young & born on the
 of January. (Any twins?) I'm happily taken
               and 38 weeks pregnant with a little baby boy!
               I have 3 brothers....and 3 sisters. I'm from the
               boring state of Maine, but I'm currently living in
               New Hampshire. I've here on witty for almost 3
               years & during those 3 years, both witty and I
               have changed dramatically.There's so, so much
               more I could write here, but I just don't have the
               time. SO if you wanna know more, just ask. I've
                got a whole life story to tell!
Black Moustache

Quotes by xnevershoutshwilly

 Heartbreak. Everyone at some.

 their life is going to experience it. 

And, you know what? It's probably

one of the most painful things a person

has to go through. I'm not going to lie.

When your heart is broken, it's feels like

it's being shredded into a million pieces,

cut up, and thrown in the trash, left out to 

rot. It hurts. A lot. Emotionally and 

physically. Getting your heart broken 

actually physically makes your heart hurt. 

You cry and cry, and wish it wasn't like this. 

You wish it was just temporary. A nightmare.

But, the sad truth? It's not. It's reality. And 

you're just going to have to accept it.  Pain and all.

People said I have changed so much.
Well, here's the truth, I grew up.
Stopped letting people push me around
all the time, I've learned that you cant 
always be happy. I've accepted reality.     

Sometimes you just have to remind yourself that it'll 
all be okay. Maybe not now, maybe not tomorrow,
but one day. Say it enough that one day, you'll 
actually believe it. Remind yourself that things have
changed for a reason. People change for a reason. 
You just have to let go, and move on. It's going to
be hard, and you're going to feel lonely, but just hold
on, because who is to say tomorrow wont be 
the best day of your life. 

Thonly person
I want to fall asleep next to, is you. 

I just want to look in the mirror & be fine with what I see. 
I want to know that you'll always care for me.

            Some people think reading
                   is boring, but reading has saved

                   me from bad realities. Yes, I know
                   I can't just stay living in my imagination
                   through books I read, whether it's 
                   fiction or not. But filling up my mind
                   with good things (even when it's
                   imaginary) has done much in healing
                   some invisible scars.




Self harm is serious. Five cuts or a hundred. Scratches or deep wounds. Barley visible or scars for life. The pain that a person feels when they take that blade to their skin is not determined by the seriousness of their scars. They're all killing pain with pain. Every cut tells a story, and behind every single one of them lays more pain then someone from the outside could ever begin to understand. The smallest scratch can hold hours of tears and hatred; the frustration and hopelessness can't be measured in blood. They will all see their reflection in the mirror and everyday be reminded of what they have done to themselves. They will all make excuses for wearing long sleeves or not going for a swim. They will all know both the reliefs and the regrets of this brutal addiction. Self harm is a disease of the mind, and the amount of scars on the outside does not show the amount of suffering on the inside.

            I know what it feels like
to lose yourself. To lay in your bed for hours

               & just cry. You cant think, or do anything, you 
               just feel the tears on your cheeks and the pain
               in your stomach. I know what it feels like to hold
               your breath and bury your face into your pillow so
               nobody hears. You're shaking and just want to 
               scream. I know what it's like to feel alone in a 
               crowded room. To hold back the tears and fake 
               a smile. To break down at night and cry yourself
               to sleep. Cry because you're not good enough. 
               Because you screw up all the time. Cry because 
               you dont fit in or because you're falling to pieces.
               Cry because nobody cares. Because you're heart
               broken. Cry because you know nothing will ever
               be the same.


f o r m a t   j i m m y 3 6 5  |  f u n n i e s

i wanna disappear

just to see if you would miss me♥


Do me a favor,
               and don't sugar coat anything. I want to
               hear your truth, no matter how raw and 
               blunt it is. I want to hear your thoughts
               uncensored and unedited.