yoursmile
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Oh, joy. You've stumbled upon my profile. If you're already bored of me, then please enjoy my Message From A and Karmin Youtube video. (Note: If you steal my Youtube video on profile idea, please tell me and credit it please. Otherwise, enjoy Karmin) Anyway, for those of you who actually care enough to read this - I'm telling you now - you're making a mistake. I'm a thirteen year old not-so hot mess and I've been stealing oxygen ever since I was a born-too-early newborn baby. My parents call me Jessica, but to most of you, my name is Charlie. Well, a select few. Witty has been my life since - believe it or not, October 22, 2008 [old account]. Three years, baby. And this year, I got Steve to follow me. Woot woot. Should I be proud? Oh, whatever. (Does happy dance) I'm not really average. But who is? I trip down stairs, I laugh at pain, and I'm sarcastic as hell. I'd rather have a best guy friend, then a boyfriend because I feel not ready. God is watching over me, through all the slip-ups and mistakes. I'm a child, really. Not even close to a teen. I don't shop anywhere else other then Hollister and Vera. Well, I do but not really. Don't ask why but it has to do with sweat shops and childhood. I really don't enjoy Taylor Swift. She stalks me, and she's amazing, but I don't know. I'm more a Minaj girl. I love a guy who I haven't talked to in a year and doesn't even know my name. but I want to marry him. Yes, I was pissed that Adele got famous. She was my secret artist, and favorite singer and suddenly people are asking: "Have you heard of Adele?" It's like, bro, I told you about her a year ago and you called her annoying. I've been a victim to bullying but I don't think about it and I don't feel bad for myself. I made mistakes, and I can own up to them. I accept everyone and anyone. I don't care who you are. You could be a turtle, and I'd still love you. But yes, I am a little picky about friends but I treat everyone like a sister/brother. Come to me for advice, and I'll be there for you. I think that I'm the worst, so I always act like I'm the best.
Yes, if you highlight, you'll see some of my secrets/insecurties. But they're nothing too major. I love Witty best friends. They make my life.
Quotes by yoursmile
You can make your own choices.
And be your own person.
But just remember this - the people who think
are ruining your life are only trying to make it
better. Listen to them. Your parents really do
want you to be a good person in life.
And even if you don't have perfect parents,
embrace their flaws. Through the fights,
they really do care about you.
It might be your life but you're their kid,
and one day, when you're a parent, wouldn't
you do anything to make sure your little baby
had the perfect life? Even if that meant grounding
them. Some people don't even have parents.
You're lucky.
Don't abuse them.
♥
That girl you're calling worthless has a low confidence level because
of you. That girl looks in the mirror, and sees nothing to be proud of. That
girl takes your words seriously, and won't take her life seriously
because of you. That girl who you're calling worthless? She's priceless.
Words hurt.
Think before you speak.
♥
You've got to be kidding me. That girl who you're calling
ugly? She could cry herself to sleep at night, your words
in her mind. She could take a blade to her arm because
she feels like there's not point. That girl could spend
hours, burning her hair and caking make-up on her face
to assure herself that it's not true.
Words are like bullets.
They can kill.
Think before you speak.
♥
You know what's really sad? The fact that maybe that
girl who you said was so fat, starves herself every night.
Maybe, she throws up her food, thinking she's throwing
up her problems. She could be staring at herself in the
mirror, and think she's ugly, worthless, and stupid.
All because of your words.
Think before you speak.
♥
Stop using me. You're burning your hair, and I'm tired.
Anyway, he's not worth it. The boy you're trying to impress.
You're already gorgeous. Trust me.
Love,
Your Hair Straightener.
♥
Don't listen
to
them.
Don't let
them tell you, you're not good
enough.
Don't let them tell you that you're not
pretty enough.
Don't them tell you you're not skinny
enough.
Don't let them tell you you're not
enough.
To me, you're everything, yes you! You reading this
quote. You're freaking gorgeous. And you're
amazing.
Don't listen
to
them.
Society must be on crack. You're
beautiful.
Don't
waste
your
life.
Don't
waste time trying to get him to love
you.
Don't sit around, waiting for those sweet
texts.
Don't wait him to respond to your long
messages.
Don't hold onto him and cry when he lets
go.
Don't ask yourself "Am I pretty
enough?"
Don't try and live up to his expectations.
Don't
waste
your
life.
Because frankly, he's not wasting
his.
I
blame
myself.
It was my
fault for falling in love with your
eyes.
My fault for getting lost in your playful, little
smile.
It was my fault for not looking back all of yours
lies.
And that's the reason why I stay up all night and
cry.
You're over there, laughing with all your
friends.
You don't even care that this is the
end.
I can't be happy anymore, but I can
pretend.
I only
blame
myself.
Remember When We Were Kids?
and we'd go on the swings, and we'd swing our legs back and forth until we were
so high that we could touch the sky. Remember that feeling you had? How
free, careless, and amazing you felt on those swings? Like you could soar through
the sky and kiss the clouds. And as we got older, we started to realize that there
was another way to get off those swings other then slowing down. We could jump. Touch the sky and kiss the clouds. So, we'd want to jump. We'd want to feel like birds in the sky. And when we'd jump, we'd get hurt. Well, that's how it's life now. We fly, we jump and when there's no one there to catch us, we fall and get hurt.