xodaelynxo

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Random things about me,
I like zebra print,
My favorite movie in the whole world is Harry Potter
My favorite book is also Harry Potter
thats all i can think of right now but i'll put in more later c:
About Me!
hi my name is daelyn! i'm 13 years old i live in st. johns nl. i like animals and sugar :) barley anyone knows me really well, i live off of music and candy.I never shut up, i don't stop singing or talking or screaming or dancing! and i'm way to bouncy. I geuss its not a bad thing though :) i'm me and if you think you can change that ,then you can gtfo :)



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You know, I'm sick of witty, i'm tired of hereing anout one direction, how everyone misses the old witty, Reading hate, over used quotes, Begs for faves, Its not even fun any more, I don't post much, i'm not funny enough to post. I'm good at coding but, i don't do it much, Yesterday i got yelled at for being wrong about one direction. the girl who yelled at me posted on my profile and asked if i need help, The sad part is i do. I miss the old witty, so much i'm leaving this witty.



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yea i'm fine just tired.


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:::Vent Alert:::
don't get mad at me for venting just don't read it if you don't care.  

I'm actully honestly 100% sick of school i get picked on every day and people always say they know me perfect when know one know's the half of me, here's my story.

I went to elementry school perfectly happy, i went to a privet school, i wasn't bullied, i was doing perfect in school my brother was perfectly happy as well, my family could have been considered rich, but not spoiled, i worked hard for good grades and i didn't just snap my finger's expecting lunch to show up i was a fair honest girl, i didn't curse, or do my hair fancy or wear expensive clothes.... I really didn't care what people thought of me. Well i miss those day's soon my parents were paying about 2000 dollars for me and my brother to go to school. My parents put me in public school. Being as i had never gone to public school the only things i knew about it was from my friends books and TV. so all i thought of public school was poor people that did alot of drugs (Sorry i know diffrent now) I remember after i calmed down a little bit and started to enjoy public school two of the boys in my class that sat next to me in english class 
got suspended because they set a desk on fire in the middle of class and the teacher didn't notice, ever since then i didn't feel safe, in my very own class room, i didn't have many friends either. When i had made a friend she only stuck around until she became popular, she started wearing make up and doing her hair and buying expencive clothes, at this point i decided to take a breath of reality, I tryed to be popular, but i relized how hard it was, it seemed all the popular people hated me, even more so since i started talking to them, eventully i relised i felt so diffrent because i lived so far away from everyone else, my town is split up really badly, its subarban people are on one side rich people are in the middle and welfare and average  people are mostly on the other side well i went to school in the avrege part of town even though i lived in the subarban part, well i made the mistake of taking my popular best friend to my house. the next day at school 3 popular people that i had never talked to came up to me and said "we should really hang out sometime" And two people asked if i was having a house party, my best friend told everyone my house was big with out even asking me. everyone at this point is probally saying "she's just trying to brag" but i'm still saying my story. I made knew friends but i started getting picked on, and discriminated agaisnt by my classmates. if i texted them saying i'm bored they would list of the things i have in my house to entertain my self. and they often call me "spoiled white rich chick" they don't even relise it hurts, or that it hurts for a reason. see my mom has been on sick leave for almost 4 month's i don't really know why. and my dad he's been on sick leave for 2 mabey 3 month's he want's to go back to work, he thinks he needs to help, but he can't he has cancer. People don't understand i left privet school for a reason people don't relise, i'm quiet for a reason. people don't understand why i hate my life. and they sure as hell don't relise the cuts on my arms aren't really my cat


Thanks witty<3 thanks for listening

I  went to a  party,

And   remembered what you said.
You   told me not to drink, Mum
So   I had a sprite instead.

I   felt proud of myself,



The   way you said I would,
That   I didn't drink and drive,
Though   some friends said I should.


I   made a healthy choice,

And   your advice to me was right,
The   party finally ended,
And   the kids drove out of sight.


I   got into my car,

Sure   to get home in one piece,
I   never knew what was coming, Mum
Something   I expected least..


Now   I'm lying on the pavement,

And   I hear the policeman say,
The   kid that caused this wreck was drunk,
Mum,   his voice seems far away.


My   own blood's all around me,

As   I try hard not to cry.
I   can hear the paramedic say,
This   girl is going to die.


I'm   sure the guy had no idea,

While   he was flying high,
Because   he chose to drink and drive,
Now   I would have to die.


So   why do people do it, Mum

Knowing   that it ruins lives?
And   now the pain is cutting me,
Like   a hundred stabbing knives.


Someone   should have taught him,
That   it's wrong to drink and   drive.
Maybe   if his parents had,
I'd   still be alive.


My   breath is getting shorter, Mum

I'm   getting really scared.
These   are my final moments,
And   I'm so unprepared.


I   wish that you could hold me Mum,

As   I lie here and die.
I   wish that I could say, 'I love you, Mum!'
So   I love you and good-bye.


yea i'm fine just tired.

i bet now I can vent on witty with out being told off...

i like witty this way..

a few formats would be nice but i like being refered to as "someone" Its better than what they call me at school
now people will favourite me because they don't know its me >:D




"I'll be your candle on water; my love will

always burn for you"


-Pete's Dragon


 




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