Best Story Quotes This Year

 
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!




all my nights taste like gold
when i'm with you it's like
everything glows
what's so beautiful about it. life just hurts
darling, let's go on a long drive. i got a lot on my mind, but i ain't in the mood to say much. we can pull over if you get tired and i can take the wheel. tell me about your day or play that album you like lately. i wanna hear it on repeat. i just want an excuse to have you next to me.
You
Me
Camping
Gazing at the stars
Nature's sounds
Complete serenity
It's a date
 dandellion seeds dispersing
at the breath of a child
who only knows delight.





even more so than the seeds and the child,
You'll know more freedom than them both.

 

i said these loose ends need mending
you're playing jump rope with my feelings.
i said these loose ends need mending,
i always have to repeat myself when i'm with you.
and i've seen how this unfolds,
in my dreams i'm feeding you the most poetic lines.
but in reality you speak like you've always done.
you're kind but you're not there when it counts.
you're mother but not when it counts.
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.
"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 just wanted to crawl into a tiny hole
pull the covers over my head and rest my eyes for a while.
to give my racing mind permission to crash into a cozy dream.
a dream where all of this would stop being too much for me.

a breeze became a stong blow and the strong blow became a hurricane.
rain drops that showered down intermittently now greet me as downpour.
learned habits and mirrorred expressions became a wall between me and everyone i loved.

i just wanted to put this all down for a while.
not put it in someone else's hands or rest it on someone else's shoulders.
just put it on the ground, let it gather dust and revisit it when i'm stronger.
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