Child Quotes

Here's a throwback story
To anyone who needs a laugh
When I was little I heard everyone getting their toes painted
So I of course wanted to get mine too
And I asked my mom for nail polish
And she asked if I wanted help
And I said
"No mom, I'm a big girl"
And then I pained my toes black
My whole toes were black
Because I thought you painted the whole toe
Not just the nail
 

Worst thing I did as a kid: Use my dads credit card for club penguin membership.

Do I regret it?: No 

Would I do it again?: Already looking for his wallet
So today I was looking through the questions I was asked in kindergarten and seen this.
Teacher: what do you want to be when you're older?
Me: Uhh I want to be a person? duh?

Oh My God..
"Once there was a boy," said Jace. 
 
Clary interrupted immediately. "A Shadowhunter boy?"
 
"Of course." For a moment a bleak amusement colored his voice. Then it was gone. "When the boy was six years old, his father gave him a falcon to train. Falcons are raptors- killing birds, his father told him, the Shadowhunters of the sky.
 
"The falcon didn't like the boy, and the boy didn't like it, either. Its sharp beak made him nervous, and its bright eyes always seemed to be watching him. It would slash at him with beak and talons when he came near: For weeks his wrists and hands were always bleeding. He didn't know it, but his father had selected a falcon that had lived in the wild for over a year, and thus was nearly impossible to tame. But the boy tried, because his father told him to make the falcon obedient, and he wanted to please his father. 
 
"He stayed with the falcon constantly, keeping it awake by talking to it and even playing music to it, because a tired bird was meant to be easier to tame. He learned the equipment: the jesses, the hood, the brail, the leash that bound the bird to his wrist. He was meant to keep the falcon blind, but he couldn't bring himself to do it- instead he tried to sit where the bird could see him as he touched and stroked its wings, willing it to trust him. He fed it from his hand, and at first it would not eat. Later it ate so savagely that its beak would cut the skin of the boys palm. But the boy was glad because it was progress, and because he wanted the bird to know him, even if the bird had to consume his blood to make that happen. 
 
"He began to see that the falcon was beautiful, that its slim wings were built for the speed of flight, that it was strong and swift, fierce and gentle. When it dived to the ground, it moved like light. When it learned to circle and come to his wrist, he nearly shouted with delight. Sometimes the bird would hop to his shoulder and put it's beak in his hair. He knew the falcon loved him, and when he was certain it was not just tamed but perfectly tamed, he went to his father and showed him what he had done, expecting him to be proud. 
 
"Instead his father took the bird, now tame and trusting, in his hands and broke its neck. 'I told you to make it obedient,' his father said, and dropped the falcon's lifeless body to the ground. 'Instead, you taught it to love you. Falcons are not meant to be loving pets: They are fierce and wild, savage and cruel. This bird was not tamed; it was broken. 
 
"Later, when his father left him, the boy cried over his pet, until eventually his father sent a servant to take the body if the bird away and bury it. The boy never cried again, and he never forgot what he'd learned: that to love is to destroy, and to be loved is to be the one destroyed."
 
~Cassandra Clare, The Mortal Intruments, City Of Bones

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I want a boy who will:
Cuddle with me
Kiss me when he wants me to shut up
Act like a child with me
Then act mature in serious situations
Who will mess around with me
And joke around too
I want a boy who I think will be my best friend
Even if we're over
I want that boy who will hold me when I cry
And snuggle with me to make me feel safe
I want that boy that I am thinking of
Right here next to me.
I've found him,
But I feel so alone right now
I just want him here with me.
He knows who he is
And I hope he feels the same way.



I wish I was a child again,
When nothing mattered and life was enjoyable.
People think I'm cruel but really I have the heart of a child.
Four or five of them actually, I collect them.
2014.
And I'm still as immature as ever.
I wonder if you know yet that you’ll leave me. That you are a child playing with matches and I have a paper body. You will meet a girl with a softer voice and stronger arms and she will not have violent secrets or an affection for red wine or eyes that never stay dry. You will fall into her bed and I’ll go back to spending Friday nights with boys who never learn my last name.
-Clementine Von Radics
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