xsweetlovexx

Status: So I realized that I actually knew my witty account pass and user....
Joined: October 9, 2011
Last Seen: 9 years
user id: 225170
Location: Canada
Gender: F

Hi, I'm Yumi  
I'm the smiling girl on your right (hopefully)
I like old rock and pop, coke, and the summertime  

I love making friends, and I've been told I'm nice so feel free to leave a comment....or not. It's up to you.
If you are going through issues- boy trouble, family trouble-which most wittians seem to be, you need to remember to trust the future and the fates. They'll sort everything. Meanwhile, grab some Doritos and watch some Adventure Time.
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Contrary to popular belief,
I do have feelings


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People hate that I flip two cigarettes upside down in each pack for luck, but I hate that people notice when you gain three pounds, but not when you buy a new hat. I’ve been told that the way I sleep with one leg draped over the person lying next to me is annoying, but I think it’s annoying when people tell me I look pretty, but only when I paint my face. I’ve heard that old men like to touch the girls who work late at bars, but I want to know why they never kiss the women they married forty-two years ago. I’ve noticed that mothers teach their daughters that it’s rude to refuse a hug from an uncle they’ve met three times, but forget to teach them that they aren’t obliged to kiss the boy who paid for dinner.



It isn’t that I don’t enjoy talking to people, I just hate small talk. I don’t want to talk about your holiday plans or your body clock or your bowel movements. I don’t care. Pretending to care drains me. I want to know what keeps you up at night.
 
 

Don't you ever say

I just walked away.

I will always want 

you. 








okay who has a crush on me fess up
You know what she's afraid of? She's afraid that you're not gonna think she's attractive later on because you've seen her too much. She's afraid that you're gonna get too bored of her later on because you'll be too used to everything she talks about and does. She's afraid that you're gonna be less affectionate with her later on because you've already done everything with her. She's afraid that you're gonna start avoiding her later on because you've spent too much time with her and want your own space. She's afraid that you're gonna start ignoring her later on because you've run out of thing to say to her. She's afraid that you're gonna lose interest in her later on because you've already learned everything about her and she's nothing knew. She's afraid that you're gonna lose feelings for her later on because you're no longer chasing her. 

 
I never told you this
because you didn't
give me the time to.

Your name was the only
word I could say during
the day without tasting
bitterness.

I really did love you,
but the hole I dug myself
in was too deep to show
you properly.

I had the word 'fragile'
written across my forehead,
but falling in love with
you was like falling
down a flight of stairs.

When the pieces were
shattered across the
basement floor, you walked
out and took the broom
with you.
                      (QK)


                  . 

llll
 
that moment, it scares me.
it happens to all of us; when you think you really like someone, and then they just do this one little thing and you suddenly lose interest. but the scary part is when someone does that towards you, and then you're left with nothing. i'm just really worried that one day i'll be with someone i'm absolutely in love with and then after one of the tiniest things happen, they'll just decide that they really don't love me anymore.

wittyxxgirlxx format don't remove 
I wont take a bullet for anyone

because if I have time to jump in front of a bullet, you have time to move.


Here’s To The Kids.

 
The kids who would rather spend their night with a bottle of coke and Patrick or Sonny playing on their headphones than go to some vomit-stained high school party. Here’s to the kids whose 11:11 wish was wasted on one person who will never be there for them. Here’s to the kids whose idea of a good night is sitting on the hood of a car, watching the stars. Here’s to the kids who were never too good at life, but still were wicked cool. Here’s to the kids who listened to Fall Out Boy and Hawthorne Heights before they were on MTV and blame MTV for ruining their life. Here’s to the kids who care more about the music than the haircuts. Here’s to the kids who have crushes on a stupid lush. Here’s to the kids who hum “a little less 16 candles, a little more touch me” when they’re stuck home, dateless, on a Saturday night. Here’s to the kids who have ever had a broken heart from someone who didn’t even know they existed. Here’s to the kids who have read The Perks of Being a Wallflower and didn’t feel so alone after doing so. Here’s to the kids who spend their days in photobooths with their best friends. Here’s to the kids who are straight up smartasses and just don’t care. Here’s to the kids who speak their mind. Here’s to the kids who second guess themselves on everything they do. Here’s to the kids who will never have 100 percent confidence in anything they do, and to the kids that are okay with that. Here’s to the kids. This one’s not for the kids who always get what they want, but for the ones who never had it at all. It’s not for the ones who never get caught, but for the ones who always try and fail. This one’s for the kids who didn’t make it, we were the kids who never made it. The overcast girls and the underdog boys. Not for the kids who had all their joys. This one’s for the kids who never faked it. We’re the kids who didn’t make it. They say “breaking hearts is what we do best,” and “we’ll make your heart be ripped out of your chest.” The only heart that I broke was mine, when I got my hopes up too high. We were the kids who didn’t make it.
 

We are the kids who never made it.
 
NOTMINE/SWEET

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