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Your hair is ruined. Youll look terrible with locs. I think they look so manly!!

Bisssh where?
"i felt like i had to work hard to deserve everything.
even the basic, for granted things.
i couldn't just eat, i couldn't just be loved. 
in the same way i would compensate for a meal,
i always thought i could only love after making up.
i had to keep scores so i could stay one step behind.
i had to suffer to prove to myself that i was deserving.
what a heartbreakingly silly thing to have learnt.
i saw the human side of you again after a long time.
child-like. innocent. you were always great at drawing.
you told me a back story. you laughed as you told me
but it was quite sad.
"out of all the things i could be good at. my talent was this."
i see lightening bolts whenever you speak,
but i'll tell myself that's how spring clouds are meant to be.

i always wanted a reason to like spring.
i'll paint you in all the pink shades you like.
in this sunlight, my tinted window acts as a mirror.
there's a sparrow that visits me this time of year.
he doesn't know he's fighting with his own reflection.

when i'm in a bad mood, the tapping could drive me crazy.
other times though, i want to believe he's checking in on me.
As if God has sent a little sparrow to me. 
A cute, stupid sparrow that knows enough morse code to tell me;

"hang in there".
 
I've had an account on this website for a little over 9 years now.

It's weird to think that the dominant culture of the Internet now were preschoolers and elementary school kids while I was spending hours coding, reading stories, chatting with friends, and expressing my teenage angst on this site.

I don't even know if younger teens today would even be interested in a site like this.

Either way, this site has deeply impacted me in ways I didn't even realize until recently. If I had never gotten into Witty, I'd probably never be interested in code and think it was too complicated (and it can be complicated -- but the products of coding can be very rewarding).

I'm at a bit of a crossroads about my career path right now, and thinking about the time I spent on Witty and Tumblr coding has me thinking about getting back into it.

And even more so, if I had never started using Witty, I would have never discovered how much I love writing and creating stories. I liked it even before I joined Witty, but reading some of the stories on here (that seem so cheesy and cliche now) sparked so much joy and imagination in me that I began creating worlds on paper so vibrant and vivid as if they were real. My biggest dream and goal in life is to become a fiction author and turn those books into films. I hope to make a living off of just that someday, but for now, I'm just trying to find a plan B.

So much has changed over nine years, but so much is still the same. I guess I expected more to be different. I guess I expected life to make more sense and to get easier; it didn't. In many ways I'm proud of how far I come, and in some ways, I kind of expected myself to be further than I am. I don't know if 13-year-old me would be proud of me, but I think she'd be surprised that I was able to make it past 18. I think she'd be disappointed that I don't have a solution for who I am, but at least I have an answer.

Going 22 years without knowing that I'm neurodivergent has taken a huge toll on me and robbed me of so much of my youth and so many opportunities. Logging on and reading old quotes unlocks emotions I didn't know I still felt and hurt I didn't know I still harbored.

I don't know how many of you will, but I'll certainly remember this site in another 9 years. If this planet lasts that long, I'll certainly log back in and update you all on whether or not I managed to find a hack for my oddly-wired brain. I hope I can make bigger and more meaningful changes in my life during this next decade minus 1 year.

Peace!

when my feelings were an inconvenience,
but yours were a valid reason to end the conversation.
when talking about what happened feels like a personal attack to you.
in those moments you should look at yourself.
think about why you're so defensive,
how intense it must have been for us.
the reason why i can't accept all of you anymore,
it's written on your face.
2 years on.
"She's over it, you should be too."
But we didn't wrap it up nicely.
all that happened is time passed. 
"If i hurt you then sorry." 
You don't know what for, so don't bother.

 
I wasn't looking for another
But I can't help but wonder

It was a one-way track
Wh
y don't you love me back?
Why'd your temptation crack over the truth?
Yo
u thought you could fill the gaps
Thought I would run right back
I
didn't pick this mess
I wouldn't choose
To blame it on you
7 years on wittyprofiles.
you only ever noticed the things that didn't matter.
for not knowing me well enough, i hated you.
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