x_Used_and_Broken_x

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Joined: November 4, 2009
Last Seen: 1 decade
user id: 92834

heellloooo, i'm sophiee.

i hate peas, stupid people, cereal, sandwiches, and tuna.

i love music, track, soccer, parties, my friends, basketball, writing, and anything on a computer. just call me a nerd :D



Current..

Jocker:
hoopsgrl2014
She stole a quote off of my old profile and now its one of the top quotes for today :(

Question: How do i link things in this??
Computer Program(s): Photoshop (duh)
Cool Record Edit Pro

Songs(s):
The Shake by My American Heart
The Backwards Pumpkin Song by Dance Gavin Dance
My Darkest Hour by Scary Kids Scaring Kids

Music Video: My Darkest Hour
Witty Person: Everlong
Witty Quote: http://www.wittyprofiles.com/quotes/1308030
Best Friend: Kaity
Food: Pasta
Activity: Basketball
Thing I am totally looking foward to: When soccer and track start.


hi!! :D
REALLY NEEDED THIS SOMEWHERE:

red backround
 ; <div style="background-color: red;">
orange backround ; <div style="background-color: orange;">
yellow backround ; <div style="background-color: yellow;">
lime green backround ; <div style="background-color: limegreen;">
light blue backround ; <div style="background-color: lightblue;">
purple backround ; <div style="background-color: purple;">
pink backround ; <div style="background-color: pink;">
black backround ; <div style="background-color: black;">
spacing of lines closer ;<div style="line-height: 10px;">
make text squished together ; <div style="letter-spacing: -3px">
make text HUGE : <span style="font-size: 215pt; line-height: 115%">

To make a dotted border....

<div style="border: 2px dotted white; width: 582px; height: 200px;">
To make a hot pink backround....
<div style="padding: 10px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); position: relative; background-color: hotpink; text-align: center;" id="textDivBG" class="controlsStyle">
To make a black backround...
<div style="padding: 10px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); position: relative; background-color: black; text-align: center;" id="textDivBG" class="controlsStyle">
to make a solid border....

<div style="border: 2px solid white; width: 582px; height: 200px;">
to make a dashed border....
<div style="width:582px;height:200px;border:2px dashed blue;">
to make a medium blue backround....
<div class="controlsStyle" id="textDivBG" style="padding: 10px; background-color: dodgerblue; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: center; position: relative;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><br />
</span></span></span></div>
to make a light pink backround....
<div style="padding: 10px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); position: relative; background-color: pink; text-align: center;" id="textDivBG" class="controlsStyle">
to make a blue backround....
<div style="padding: 10px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); position: relative; background-color: blue; text-align: center;" id="textDivBG" class="controlsStyle">

papyrus<font size="5" face="Papyrus">TYPE HERE<
french script
<span style="color: #000000"><span style="font-family: 'French Script MT'; font-size: 36pt">TYPE HERE<
Vladimir Script
<span style="font-size: xx-large"><font face="Vladimir Script">TYPE HERE<
Cambria
</span><span style="color: #000000"><font size="7" face="Cambria">TYPE HERE<
SQUISHY
-<span style="color: #000000"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Georgia', 'serif'; letter-spacing: -5.6pt; font-size: 38pt">TYPE HERE<

Shadows - <span style="text-shadow: 1px 3px 9px gray;">
Random Crap. 

I am kind of addicted to this website.

I run the 100 and the 200 in track.

My cousin's curtain pattern is the same pattern of my comforter, though you'd like to know(:
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x_Used_and_Broken_x's Favorite Quotes

I  live in the shadows.
I live in the shadow of the pretty, smarter
older sister.
         I live in the shadow of the
cute best friend.  I live in the shadow of the
taller cousin.  I live in the shadow of all the
smart kids before me.  I live in the shadows
of the good writers.  I live in the shadows
of the amazing artists.              I live in the
shadows of the talented musicians.      I
live in the shadows of the people who are
seen as 
  better  than  me    by the world.
I am hidden, nearly    invisible,    because

I  live in the shadows.
Have you ever been alone?
Truly alone. Kinda like, you can be in a crowd of people and just
feel....empty, in a way. The superficiality of it all just dawns on
you, and you realize these people just don't care. They won't be
there for you, won't be your shoulder to cry on. You can't seem
to talk to [anyone], even people you've relied on for comfort.
You  can't  seem  to  speak.
You     just can't     seem to let out the feelings that have been
botherin
g. You feel like no one understands, no one cares.
It's at that point where  you want to curl up into a tiny ball on
you bed, and just sleep  f o r e v e r.  Stay that way. But you
can't.
You need to leave, but  you remain emotionally alone.

x//       It's a terrible feeling.
There's comfort in books.
There's the security and relief in knowing the terrible things
happening to the main character    i s n ' t    happening to you.
There's a [ wistful hope in wanting to be in that far off land
y o u  r e a d  a b o u t. T h e r e ' s  t h e
total  escape  from reality,
as you immerse yourself in the words.   If you get really into
a book, you're practically part of the story.  You feel for the
characters, you get angry at the antagonists, you  f a l l  for
the perfect guy. Okay, you don't like to read.  That's fine. But
you're missing out on an escape from the world,       a place where
no   one   ca  touc  you.
Quotes.
Mini little books condensed into few short
sentences.      They each tell of a   s t o r y,
a feeling, a memory
Some make you think. Some you make you laugh.
Some make you cry.  Some remind you of
some time in [your life].   Some you can
simply relate to. Some help you realize
something. And some just show you that
[you] [are] [not] [alone]
#2
To the puppet masters,
the condescending little d-bags that need to be punched,
h a r d :  I'm not your toy. I'm not your play-thing to throw
against the wall, to smash to the ground. You keep  t r y i n g
to break me down, and  [ you are failing ].   That's the only
reason you hang around. You beat and you bruise and you
cut and you bend me, but I'm not broken. You can't break
me &  it's killing you. You insecure fools.  I'm not glass, 
I      c  a  n  n  o  t         a  n  d       w i l l      n o t      s h a t t e r.

YOU CAN'T BREAK ME
#3
To  the  good  friends
I honestly care about, the people that   fill my heart:
I love you. You're the ones who haven't left, haven't
even  t h o u g h t  about leaving. You're the ones that
deal with me, beyond all reason. You're the ones who
really [s u p p o r t] the things I do, the ones who can
m a k e   m e   s m i l e
& laugh and just be happy. You're the ones I honestly
don't know how I lived without all this time. You're the
ones who   pick me up   when I'm down, the ones who
lift my spirits & help me soar. You're the ones who
Iloveunconditionally
#4
T o   t h e   o n e   I   l o v e ,
the boy I love: You're breaking my heart.   I can literally feel it
crack. I know you're changing,    I can see it with my own eyes.
I'm happy.  I'm glad you're trying harder, I'm glad I have some
meaningin your life.  But I'm afraid you'll relapse into the person
that just kept breaking my heart no matter what you did or didn't
do. I don't want that. It hurts me, but I'm afraid if I leave,       the
pain of not being with you will be g r e a t e r than the pain of being
with you, and I don't know what to do.            I love you with my
whole being,   and you make me happier than anyone but you hurt me more than them too...
I don't know what to do..
I'm not special.
I'm not unique. I'm not a pretty little snowflake. I have
no outstanding skills, no obvious talentI am a typical
teenage girl. I can be [easily replaced] Easily thrown
aside. I'm not a princess, I'm a not a warrior.    M y   l i f e
won't make a difference
in the world.  xxx   My words won't reach the ears of the
powerful men and women of far away countries.          My
ideas will be laughed at.    I can't fly, turn invisible or see
through walls.    I can't help people in poverty or pain. I
can't give advice to those who need it.   I'm     n o t h i n g
special.  Nothing unique.   My individuality is a lie.
Don't     try to convince me otherwise,    I've accepted it:

  am   nowh
ere    near   extraordinary.