marks four years on here for me.
Who'd have thought I'd be who I am, huh? Who'd have
I was thirteen when I joined, directed here by a friend on
Stardoll. I found, I read, I stayed, I laughed, I wrote, and I
grew. There were probably a few tears on the way, too, because
for some girls, having an online diary
just works, I guess.
I have changed so much in four years. I
I have fallen to the deepest, darkest lows, and reached the
peaks of mountains I still don't know the names of.
I've said 'hello' and 'goodbye' countless
times to countless blank faces. I've been kind, and cruel,
and heartless, and hilarious. I've been a let down, and
I've been the best friend I can be.
I have hurt. Oh, my quotes know that I've had my moments of
doubt, of disgusting self-pity, of destructive anger and
But know that you haven't seen some of the best times,
because I like to keep those to myself. And it's not as
dark or as bleak as it seems. There's enough sunshine in my
life to blind you if you're not careful. The problem is,
I never am.
Over the years, the way I've used witty's evolved so
much. First, it was a library for my thoughts; then, an archive
for me as I grew up; and more recently, a way to get rid of the
more negative emotions.
Four years. Infinite
'me's. Thanks for putting up with
me all this time, witty. ♥