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  1. MrsDhaniHarrison MrsDhaniHarrison
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    May 2, 2012 5:46pm UTC
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  3. TheMascaraSeries_poems TheMascaraSeries_poems
    posted a quote
    April 2, 2012 8:22pm UTC
    I ran the razor across my skin,
    as the blood fell from my arm.
    I thought forsure that this would hurt,
    more than a brokenheart.
    I skipped lunch again today,
    I feel fat whenever I eat.
    I thought forsure that losing weight,
    would make him notice me.
    I put a knife to my neck,
    then put it down again.
    I just need to take away the pain,
    of losing my bestfriend.
    I swallowed down another pill,
    as the depression kept getting worse.
    I really just don't understand,
    why you're in love with her.
    I wrote my feelings down today,
    trying to make myself feel better.
    It's funny how a simple note,
    turns into a suicide letter.
    Mine/NMF

  4. ghettoxforever ghettoxforever
    posted a quote
    April 10, 2012 7:07pm UTC
    Not Over You.
    Prologue
    Skylar's Point of View
    I fiddled with the strings of my sweatshirt, for once in my life them being uneaven didn't bother me.I stared down at my teal painted toes, barely touching the ocean water.I bit down hard on my lower lip, and the tears started to stream down my face, smearing my mascara.It had been exactly one year since he broke my already weak heart.I plopped down on the cool sand and burried my face in my hands.My phone vibrated in my pocket and once I calmed down enough I looked down at it.23 new text messages.They were all from my closest friends saying how they are so sorry and that I'll eventually get over him.But they don't understand.None of them understand.They don't understand what it feels like to have your heart broken.They don't understand why I can't just get over it.They don't understand that it takes time for a broken heart to heal.They don't understand what it's like to go from lovers to strangers.They don't understand the stabbing pain I get in my stomach when he walks right by me and pretends he doesn't even know me.They don't understand why I cry myself to sleep every night.They don't understand how much it hurts when someone brings up his name.They don't understand why I fall to pieces when I see him with another girl.They don't understand the pain of losing the one you love.They just don't understand.
    How do you guys like it?!
    I know it's short, but it's only the prologue.Puhleaseee give me as much feedback as possible because it's my first story and I wanna know if it sucks haha.It would mean THE WORLD to me if you faved and maybe kept on reading?Thank youuuu♥
     


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  6. storiesforwittians storiesforwittians
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    April 10, 2012 9:53pm UTC
    I Should've Kissed
    You
    Prologue
    Live is strange. You have your friends, good friends. Then you have your best friend. Somebody you can share everything with, that you can trust with anything. Somebody that, no matter what, will stick with you forever. That's probably the best kind of relationship you can have. Somebody who you love, that loves you no complications, right?
    Wrong.
    Because if you are, say a girl around the age of, oh I don't know, 16 and you have a best friend that's 19, and also happens to be a boy, things do tend to get complicated.
    And how do I know that? It's because I'm living that exact scenerio now. Let me tell you, it's nothing if not complicated.
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  7. Autumn4ever Autumn4ever
    posted a quote
    April 8, 2012 12:27am UTC
    After They Chase You
    Chapter one
    “I’m not the biggest fan …” I admitted, looking at him for his reaction as I put another pickle slice in my mouth and leaned against the wall. I was at my mother’s house for the weekend and her friend, Claire, was picking up some recording equipment she left, and brought someone, who looked about my age. I didn’t know his name or his relation to Claire. I assumed it was her cousin or nephew or something, since I was aware she had no children.
    “Hm...” he grunted his mouth full of chips. “I must admit I’m surprised.” He said after swallowing. I noticed his accent straight away. It was Irish, I thought, but I wasn’t completely aware of the sounds of most accents, other than the ones you hear here in the states, like southern, Boston, etc.
    “So, where are ya from?” I asked, sliding my foot in and out of my shoe nervously. I had to admit, he was cute, and it was making me nervous. He had blonde hair, a silver dog tag, stunning blue eyes, and a tight polo shirt that fit snuggly on his flat stomach. Everything about him made me nervous.
    He gave me a confused look, which then turned into a more relieved look. “I was raised in London.” I nodded, realizing his accent was English.
    “That’s cool…” I said, finding my gaze fixed on the floor, still playing with my flip flop using my feet.
    He nodded, looking at my garage door. I could tell he was waiting for Claire to finish inside so they could leave. Thank you mom, for leaving me alone with a complete stranger in my garage with nothing but pickles, chips, celery, and carrots. I suddenly felt really awkward and insecure. I crossed my arms over my stomach and pursed my lips as I looked down. He must have noticed because he cleared his throat and said something I’d never forget.
    “Why don’t you look me in the eye?” He asked softly, the tone of my voice assuring me he didn’t mean it in a rude way.
    “I… I don’t know…” I said nervously, still looking down.
    “Want to know a secret?” He asked, lifting my head up slightly with his pointer finger under my chin.
    He caught my gaze and our eyes met. I nervously played with my hand behind my back.
    “One day, girls like you are going to be asking for my autograph...”
    I was confused… what’d he mean when he said ‘Girls like me’ and why would somebody want his autograph?
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    hey guys, i hope you liked the first chapter . support by liking and commenting and subscribe if you want more ! thankyou lovelys . <3
    xoxo, autumn4ever

  8. brittbrittx3 brittbrittx3
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  10. Autumn4ever Autumn4ever
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    April 7, 2012 10:34pm UTC
    After They Chase You
    Chapter one
    “I’m not the biggest fan …” I admitted, looking at him for his reaction as I put
    another pickle slice in my mouth and leaned against the wall. I was at my mother’s house for the weekend and her friend, Claire, was picking up some recording equipment she left, and brought someone, who looked about my age. I didn’t know his name or his relation to Claire. I assumed it was her cousin or nephew or something, since I was aware she had no children.
    “Hm...” he grunted his mouth full of chips. “I must admit I’m surprised.” He said after swallowing. I noticed his accent straight away. It was Irish, I thought, but I wasn’t completely aware of the sounds of most accents, other than the ones you hear here in the states, like southern, Boston, etc.
    “So, where are ya from?” I asked, sliding my foot in and out of my shoe nervously. I had to admit, he was cute, and it was making me nervous. He had blonde hair, a silver dog tag, stunning blue eyes, and a tight polo shirt that fit snuggly on his flat stomach. Everything about him made me nervous.
    He gave me a confused look, which then turned into a more relieved look. “I was raised in London.” I nodded, realizing his accent was English.
    “That’s cool…” I said, finding my gaze fixed on the floor, still playing with my flip flop using my feet.
    He nodded, looking at my garage door. I could tell he was waiting for Claire to finish inside so they could leave. Thank you mom, for leaving me alone with a complete stranger in my garage with nothing but pickles, chips, celery, and carrots. I suddenly felt really awkward and insecure. I crossed my arms over my stomach and pursed my lips as I looked down. He must have noticed because he cleared his throat and said something I’d never forget.
    “Why don’t you look me in the eye?” He asked softly, the tone of my voice assuring me he didn’t mean it in a rude way.
    “I… I don’t know…” I said nervously, still looking down.
    “Want to know a secret?” He asked, lifting my head up slightly with his pointer finger under my chin.
    He caught my gaze and our eyes met. I nervously played with my hand behind my back.
    “One day, girls like you are going to be asking for my autograph...”
    I was confused… what’d he mean when he said ‘Girls like me’ and why would somebody want his autograph?
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    hey guys :) first chapter of this . like and comment to show support and subscribe if you want more !

  11. bothsidestory bothsidestory
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    April 7, 2012 11:43pm UTC
    Detention
    Chapter 1
    Darren's P.O.V.
    I get out of bed to my mom yelling at me to wake up. I look at the clock and notice I'm 5 minutes late for school. I groan. It may be the last day of school before christmas break but it's still school. I quickly get up and shove on a pair of sweat-pants, a snug purple t-shirt and a grey sweater. I swing my book-bad on my shoulder and run my hands through my un-managable curly hair. I then run down the stairs and scream a quick good-bye and sprint my way to school. I run up the stairs and through the school until I reach my first-period history. I quietly open the door and sit at my seat before Mr. Smith turns around from writing on the board.
    "Well well well, look who decided to show up. Detention Mr. Anderson." He reaches and grabs a slip and writes my name and reason on the slip and slaps it on my desk. "Right after school in the library." He turns around and continues writing. I roll my eyes and stick the slip in my binder.
    "Just my luck." I mutter under my breath.
    "Good job there buddy." My friend Patrick whispers from behind patting my back.
    "Shut up." I say smiling.
    "Shall we extend your visit after school Mr. Anderson?" Mr. Smith snaps. I shake my head and continue writing the note on the War of Korea. I yawn loudly and stare at the clock as Mr. Smith drags on and on. "Well there you have it. And ten minutes to spare. Talk among yourselves." He says. I turn my body in my chair and talk to Pat.
    "Good job." He repeats. "Now your going to miss the party!"
    "Bro, it starts at 10. Detention ends at 6. Calm down."
    "Oh yeah." He says stupidly. He isn't one of my brighter friends.
    "So have a date?" I ask.
    "Nah. All the hot girls are taken for the night. I'll probably meet someone there." He gives me a wink and I laugh. "You?"
    "Nope." I say simply.
    "Still into that 'fate' crap?" He asks.
    "Nah." I lie.
    "Alright there buddy."
    The bell rings suddenly and I get my stuff together and I walk to my next class in a hurry.

  12. live_love_softball22 live_love_softball22
    posted a quote
    April 1, 2012 8:47pm UTC
    What is all of this "One Direction Facts, ect." about? This is WITTY PROFILES. Not One Direction Profiles.
    I joined witty last year. I joined for inspiration, for hope that one day, ill find my way back to love again.
    I am QUITE mad that Witty has turned to this. I miss all of the top Witters. Mostly because they were inspiration. Witty turned upside down.
    I logged in everyday, and saw a 12 on my notifications. Now, i see n o n e. Us, witters, that want to give inspiration are being ignored.
    I miss you witty. I MISS the way you gave inspirational messages, the way you made girls feel better, and not insecure. I want to stop this. Please help me get witty back.
    I want to make a change. Im a directioner, im not gonna deny that, but its gone too far. Make a new website or something, or lower the "facts" and PLEASE let us give hope to girls who need it.
    I know this quote wont be SO popular, but sign below if you are willing to make a change to witty, and let it be the way it was again: inspirational, hopeful, and the witty that had those BEAUTIFUL messages.
    I know I want to make a change. Do you?
    Signatures:
    xlivexlovexlaughx
    alymusiclover
    live_love_softball22

  13. kayleekrusader kayleekrusader
    posted a quote
    March 31, 2012 9:25pm UTC
    | ( • )( • ) | Spongebob/ ( • )( • ) \ Patrick( (•)(•) ) Squidward | (•) | Plankton |•||•| Mr.Krabs
    TAKEN FROM I_AM_JUST_A_NORMAL_GIRL, FOLLOW HER, SHE'S AWESOME!

  14. capsized* capsized*
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    March 21, 2012 6:00pm UTC
    The Hunger Games
    prove that the guy with the dough always gets the girl.
    GET IT?!

  15. TheMascaraSeries TheMascaraSeries
    posted a quote
    March 12, 2012 7:50pm UTC
    I still love you.
    Chapter 1.
    If you've ever had your heart broken, than you know that it doesn't heal right away.
    It takes time for that empty feeling to leave.
    To get rid of that sense that you're unwanted.
    If you've ever had your heart broken, you know how much it hurts.
    When you walk by him, and he pretends he doesn't even know you.
    The first time when you see him with another girl, it's hell.
    You feel like you've been replaced.
    If you've ever had your heart broken, you know what it's like to cry yourself to sleep every night.
    Then, you have to wake up the next morning, and pretend like nothing's wrong.
    If you've ever had your heart broken, than you know that angry feeling you get, when someones says they know what you're going through.
    They have no idea, you scream in your head.
    No one will ever truely understand the pain you're in.
    If you've ever had your heart broken, you know how much it hurts to hear your song on the radio.
    You can't help but cry when you see old pictures of the two of you.
    You can't help but wonder what you did wrong.
    If you've ever had your heart broken, you know how horrible it feels when someone reminds you about your previous relationship.
    Everytime you hear his name, you fall to pieces.
    If you've ever had your heart broken, you know the jealousy you get when you see him with other girls.
    When you see them doing all the things you used to do.
    Everything you used to have.
    Deep down inside, you know he deserves better.
    If you've ever had your heart broken, you know how hard it is to try to move on and forget him.
    As hard as you try, you just can't do it.
    Part of your heart will always be his, because part of you will always love him.
    If you've ever had your heart broken, then you remember the first time you slid the razor across your skin.
    As your wrists bled, you just sat praying that the pain would go away.
    Not the pain of the cuts, but the pain of losing him.
    If you've ever had your heart broken, than you know how much it hurts to hear that he tells his friends he hates you.
    All those promises he said he'd keep, he broke.
    You start to wonder why you ever trusted him.
    But in your heart, you know that you still do.
    If you've ever had your heart broken, you know what it's like to have hope.
    Everyday, you wake up and hope that it will be different from every other.
    You keep thinking that he's going to change his mind, but he never does.
    Suddenly, days turn into weeks, and weeks turn into months.
    The hope you used to have, starts to fade.
    If you've ever had your heart broken, you know what it feels like to be depressed.
    You know what it feels like to think that life isn't worth it.
    You know what it's like to want to give up, and just drag the razor too deep.
    If you've ever had your heart broken,
    you know what it feels like to be me.
    Feedback?(:
    I know this is kind of a weird beginning, but it will get better.
    None of the other chapters will be written like this one was.
    Just thought i'd try something new.(:
    Also, i re-wrote this about 50 times. No joke.
    Want to be notified for the next chapters? Comment herrrreee.[:
    [[Fave/Comment/Follow]]

  16. XoXoCovey152XoXo XoXoCovey152XoXo
    posted a quote
    February 10, 2012 4:59pm UTC
    confession#7
    Sometimes I just hate weekends. Because I know you're out with your friends, going to partys, gettng drunk, hooking up with girls and having a great time. While I'm at home, alone, on witty, just broken.

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  17. _Hey_Bro_ _Hey_Bro_
    posted a quote
    February 2, 2012 10:21pm UTC
    I tried to move on. I really did.
    I tried to tell myself that you don't want me and I can't have you anymore.
    I tried so hard, but how can you let go of the only person who makes you happy? The only person who makes you feel alive?
    You cant just "let go" so easily of someone like that.

  18. givingyoumyheart givingyoumyheart
    posted a quote
    January 22, 2012 1:13pm UTC
    Female Dictionary
    "Nothing, forget it."
    You better figure out what you did wrong.
    "Are you tired?"
    Please don't go to sleep. I love talking to you.
    "I'm okay."
    Hold me tight, I need a shoulder to cry on.
    "I'm cold."
    Get a blanket and cuddle with me.
    "Leave me alone."
    Please don't go.
    "I love you."
    Tell me you do more.


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  20. WithABrokenHeartThatsStillBeating WithABrokenHeartThatsStillBeating
    posted a quote
    January 3, 2012 9:36pm UTC
    So you're spreading rumors about me?
    wow, must be a nice vacation for your legs.♥
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