Quotes added on Sunday, July 9 2017

All things being equal, you'd never need to use this cliché.
An upside of the dark night of the soul: no lines at the convenience store of the soul.
HAPPY FIVE YEAR WITTY ANNIVERSARY TO MEEEE :-) 
LOL NOT MANY PEOPLE ARE AROUND TO READ THIS BUT SPECIAL THANKS TO @SKIMRANDE, @GABIKK, @BAUBLEFAERY, @IRRESTIBLE, @AGAINSTNOONE, @GIROUXTIFUL, @FIXMEEV3RAFTERMASTER604, @AMENAH AND ALL THE LEGENDS I INTERACTED WITH, ALL MY OLD FRIENDS (UNMENTIONED BUT UNFORGOTTEN), ANYONE WHO REGULARLY LIKED OR LIKES MY QUOTES (@Y0UNGL0V3MURD3R), AND ALWAYS AND FOREVER STEVE ♥
I'M SHOOTING FOR A SIXTH YEAR HERE BC I'M TOO LAZY TO WRITE DOWN MY FEELINGS IN A JOURNAL AND I LIKE SHOWING PPL UP WITH NICE FORMATS
Perfectionism is a self-destructive and addictive belief system that fuels this primary thought: If I look perfect, live perfect, and work perfect, I can avoid or minimize criticism, blame and ridicule, the painful feelings of shame, judgment, and blame. All perfectionism is, is the 20-ton shield that we carry around hoping that it will keep us from being hurt.


THERE IS BEAUTY,
heartbreaking beauty, EVERYWHERE.

 

 








You are still the child who gently places
fallen baby birds back in their nests.
You are still the soft soul that gets
your heart broken over cruel words
and awful acts when you watch the news.
You are still the gentle heart who once
tried to heal a flower by trying to stick
its petals back when ignorant feet trampled it.

This is why you are important.
This is why you will always be needed.

Kindness is the greatest endangered thing.
And here you are, existing, with your heart so full of it.



 
@ enrikute
There comes a time when people
get tired of being pushed out of
the glittering sunlight of life’s
July and left standing amid the
piercing chill of an alpine November.

 
Sometimes I feel as though there are two me’s, one coating directly on top of the other: the superficial me, who nods when he’s supposed to nod and says what he’s supposed to say, and some other, deeper part, the part that worries and dreams… Most of the time they move along in sync and I hardly notice the split, but sometimes it feels as though I’m two whole different people and I could rip apart at any second.
…Mi alma encontró
a mi corazón. Destrozado, pero vivo,
sucio, mal vestido y lleno de amor.
My soul found
my heart. Shattered, but alive,
dirty, poorly dressed and filled with love.


"A different home, means a different role
Inside of her, another unfolds; alone
Finds thyself older on her own
Where she loses a heart, she grows a bone."
-BrattyCupcakes
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