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  1. ThatsSoMeee ThatsSoMeee
    posted a quote
    April 22, 2013 2:19pm UTC
    Maybe this is what
    the Mayans predicted.
    Not an asteroid or a solar flare,
    but the end of what we are.
    We no longer cherish life,
    or the other people,
    or even the earth or the animals
    or the resources put on it.
    War.
    Genocide.
    Abuse.
    Senseless mass murder.
    Animal cruelty.
    Gluttony.
    Greed.
    And waste.
    Look around you,
    the end of the world is already here...

  2. Hale_Storm18 Hale_Storm18
    posted a quote
    May 7, 2013 2:27pm UTC
    Today in class this guy was being really rude and disruptive, so my teacher
    told him to act ladylike. Instead of doing his usual disruptice stuff, every 30 seconds he would yell out stuff like,
    "My boobs hurt!"
    "I need a man!"
    "If you can't handle me at my worst you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best!"
    "I can't drive!"
    "Why does nobody love me?"

  3. happiest* happiest*
    posted a quote
    April 12, 2013 1:28pm UTC
    My brother walked into my room.
    He asked what the worst day of my life was.
    I said 'i dont know.' and he said
    'mine was today.'
    i asked him why and he was silent.
    i said 'did you and your girlfriend break up?'
    he looked up with tears in his eyes and nodded.
    he said 'she broke up with me for logan, my bestfriend.'
    and i hugged him while he cried on my shoulder.
    my heart broke.
    he's only 9.

  4. jimmy365 jimmy365
    posted a quote
    March 20, 2013 3:09pm UTC
    justin timberlake
    is making a comeback and justin bieber is finally at his breaking point.
    coincidence? no. there can only be one justin.
    neither can live while the other survives.
    f o r m a t j i m m y 3 6 5

  5. jimmy365 jimmy365
    posted a quote
    March 23, 2013 6:09pm UTC
    what a wonderful winter we're having this spring
    f o r m a t j i m m y 3 6 5

  6. Eli22b Eli22b happy witty anniversary!
    posted a quote
    April 12, 2013 5:15pm UTC
    Just because someone supports gay rights,
    doesn't mean they're gay. I mean I support animal rights,
    do I look like an f.cking alpaca to you?

  7. ThatsSoMeee ThatsSoMeee
    posted a quote
    March 22, 2013 3:54pm UTC
    Can you imagine
    if someone sent you
    a list of all the reasons
    why they love you?

  8. ThatsSoMeee ThatsSoMeee
    posted a quote
    May 7, 2013 2:46pm UTC
    i just want to go to
    a coffee shop
    on a rainy day and order something nice and warm
    and have an attractive stranger around my age say
    “I’ll have one of those too, please”
    and for them to smile at me and introduce themselves
    and for us to slowly fall in love in a coffee shop
    but instead whenever I go to a coffee shop ,
    I find teenagers taking pictures
    of their orders with their iPhones
    and middle aged women wearing
    yoga pants..

  9. Andreaxoxo Andreaxoxo
    posted a quote
    May 6, 2013 6:00pm UTC
    a lot of my life
    has been realizing that i would
    cross oceans
    for people who wouldn't
    jump puddles for me

  10. Cammie Cammie
    posted a quote
    April 21, 2013 4:34pm UTC
    "I babysat this six year old, and I was wearing shorts today..
    and my scars were showing, I guess. He poked them and he said, "I know how those got there." I replied, "How?" He looked at me with a straight face and he said, 'I've seen them before. My big sister had them, and she said mean people put them on your body when they weren't nice to you, because when people are mean to you, you end up being mean to yourself. My big sister went away. I don't know where she went. Mommy said she's on a happy vacation somewhere, because she was too sad here. I miss her. Don't go on a vacation, please.'"

  11. happiest* happiest*
    posted a quote
    February 18, 2014 2:16pm UTC
    SO ON VALENTINES DAY MY TEACHER WAS ASKING THESE KIDS IF THEY ARE IN LOVE AND SHE CALLED ON THIS ASIAN GUY NAMED YANG AND SHE ASKED “ARE YOU IN LOVE???” AND HE SAID NO AND THIS RANDOM KID SAID “DON’T WORRY YANG ONE DAY YOU’LL FIND YOUR YIN.

  12. lollipopx3 lollipopx3
    posted a quote
    January 18, 2013 9:14pm UTC
    trouble
    Chapter 44
    Three Months Later
    "Are you ready?" I asked Scarlet, as my phone lit up for the seventh time within the past ten minutes. A small smile lit across my face when I saw that it was only Travis, asking why Scarlet and I were so late to our double date. "I think Darren and Travis are getting impatient."
    Darren was new to our school, and he just came six months into Scarlet's pregnancy.
    Although everyone warned him to stay away from her, he couldn't help but find interest in her.
    They've been dating for two months now, and he doesn't mind that Scarlet's carrying a baby that wasn't his.
    In fact, he supported her.
    Scarlet rolled her eyes, before spritzing some hairspray into her blonde curls. "Tell them that I'm nine months pregnant, and I could be late if I want to."
    I laughed, before jabbing away at my phone. "You do realize that we're half and hour late, right?"
    Scarlet snorted, before finally setting her can of hairspray back on her vanity. "Hey, if I'm going to be this fat for a date, at least let me look decent."
    I would've been lying if I said that Scarlet didn't look huge.
    Her stomach was bulging out of her maternity blouse, and she had gained a few extra pounds from all of her pregnancy cravings throughout the past nine months.
    But, she didn't look bad.
    She looked healthy.
    Suddenly, I noticed a puddle by her leg, as I frowned. "Scar, you didn't spill any hairspray, did you?"
    Scarlet raised an eyebrow, shaking her head. "No, of course not. What kind of question is that?"
    My eyes widened, as my lips suddenly parted.
    The puddle that was running down Scarlet's leg became increasingly big, as I began to panic.
    "Oh my gosh, Scar." I breathed. "Y-Your water broke!"
    Scarlet's eyes widened, as she stared below her feet.
    She let out a gasp, as her face suddenly flushed. "No!" she shrieked. "This can't be happening! I'm not due for another two weeks!"
    I ran a hand through my hair, not caring how many hours it took for me to curl it.
    My hands fumbled through Scarlet's purse, as I fished out her keys.
    "We've got to get you to the hospital, right now." I quickly slurred, sounding incoherent.
    I hurried Scarlet down the stairs, as she suddenly let out a wince of pain.
    "It's hurting!" she snapped at me, suddenly fuming. "Why is it hurting so much?!"
    "Deep breaths." I ordered Scarlet, as she began to pant.
    I buckled her into the backseat, as I started up the car.
    I quickly dialed Travis' number, as he picked up on the first ring.
    "Riley?" he sounded angry. "You and Scarlet are thirty minutes late. Where the-"
    "No time, Travis." I cut him off, as I sped down the street. "You and Darren need to get to St. Marks hospital, right now."
    Travis muttered something to Darren, before he cleared his throat. "Did Scarlet-?"
    "Yes." I quickly said, before pulling in the parking lot. "I need to go now, okay? Come quick."
    I hung up on Travis, turning to face Scarlet, who's face was scrunched in pain.
    "Get this baby out of me!" she screamed, as I led her into the hospital.
    "Scarlet, hush." I tried to soothe her, as a nurse came rushing towards us. "Her water broke. She's screaming and telling me she's in pain and I just don't know what to-"
    The nurse placed a hand on my shoulder, as she set Scarlet down in a wheelchair.
    "We've got your sister covered." the nurse smiled softly. "Don't worry."
    My shoulders relaxed, as I nodded weakly.
    They had Scarlet under control.
    My best friend, no, sister, was giving birth any minute now.
    Sister.

  13. AnaCastro196 AnaCastro196
    posted a quote
    March 10, 2014 9:15pm UTC
    There's no reason to look back when you have so much to look forward to.

  14. AnaCastro196 AnaCastro196
    posted a quote
    March 10, 2014 9:23pm UTC
    I wish I had Kim Kardashian's talent of not having any talent
    and making money out of it.

  15. lollipopx3 lollipopx3
    posted a quote
    December 28, 2012 10:22pm UTC
    trouble
    Chapter 38
    I've called Scarlet's cell phone at least twenty times by now and she has yet to answer.
    Everytime I called, the reciever went straight to voicemail.
    It has been hours after Lola broke the news by confirming Scarlet's pregnancy, and I was getting frustrated and impatient.
    Scarlet and I were far from best friends right now, but I needed to know is she was okay and who the hell was the father of her baby.
    "Crap, why isn't she answering?" I hissed, tossing my phone down on Travis' bed forcefully.
    Travis, who was sulking lazily in his couch, wrapped his arms around my waist.
    He pulled me towards him, as I laid over his body.
    "Stop worrying." Travis kissed my hair. "Scarlet's a big girl. She can take care of herself."
    I groaned, burying my face in his neck, breathing in his scent.
    "I hope so." I sighed. "I just want to know who the father is."
    I suddenly thought back to how Travis and Scarlet once slept with each other.
    Then, I reminded myself that the last time they hooked up was two years ago, and there was no possible way that Travis could've been the baby's father.
    I felt defeated, wondering why I was even doubting Travis.
    I loved and trusted him, and I shouldn't have even second guessed him.
    "Riley?" Travis' warm breath tickled my bare neck. "What are you thinking about?"
    I don't know what overcame me when I asked Travis this very next question.
    Maybe I've been thinking to much about this topic, or maybe I'm just merely curious.
    My fists tightened, as I rolled over, staring Travis right in the eye.
    "Was she good, Travis?" I whispered, hardly recognizing my jealous tone.
    Travis suddenly tensed up, as he sat up, so that I was no longer on his lap.
    He stared at me with wide eyes full of disbelief. "What?"
    "Was Scarlet good?" I repeated. "In bed?"
    Travis blinked, before scoffing. "Riley, are you really asking me this?"
    I frowned, before nodding obnoxiously. "Yes!" I snapped. "Answer my question."
    I knew it was a mistake asking Travis about this question in the first place, but I just couldn't contain myself.
    It was as if I blurted it out suddenly out of curiousity.
    "No." Travis strenly said, looking angry all the sudden. "I'm not answering your question, because quite frankly, it's a very stupid one."
    I glared at him, crossing my arms. "Why won't you just admit that you liked your time in bed with Scarlet?"
    Travis tightened his jaw, before standing up. "You're too worked up right now, Riley." he muttered, shaking his head. "I think you should go home."
    I knew I was going to regret the second I stepped out of his house.
    I knew I was going to regret not apologizing to Travis.
    And when I left his house, after taking the very first step, I did.
    I felt complete regret.

  16. lollipopx3 lollipopx3
    posted a quote
    December 14, 2012 10:52pm UTC
    trouble
    Chapter 30
    Travis' Point of View
    "You aren't stoned this time." I pointed out glumly when Dylan asked me to meet him at the local diner.
    It was late at night, and the place was completely empty, with the expection of the waitress, who had fallen asleep on the counter.
    "Shut up." Dylan muttered, letting out a long sigh.
    Rolling my eyes, I leaned over to table to find out what Dylan wanted from me this time. "Do you need more money or something?" I asked. "Because I already told you before, Dylan, I can't keep-"
    "I don't need money." Dylan cut me off, shooting me a glare. "Your expectations aren't too high of me, are they?"
    I clenched my jaw, suddenly feeling anger towards my adoptive brother.
    "What the hell do you mean by that?" I spat under my breath. "Am I supposed to think highly of you if you're on drugs every time I see you?"
    Dylan stared down at his fingers with shame, as I felt my chest heaving up and down.
    I fumbled in my pocket, looking for my pack of cigarettes.
    Cigarettes always eased me down and kept my life out of stress.
    But then, I suddenly remembered that I made a promise to Riley that I wasn't going to smoke anymore.
    I cursed under my breath, as I shut my eyes close.
    Riley sure made a loyal man out of me.
    "I want to come home, Travis." Dylan suddenly said so lowly under his breath, I wasn't sure if I heard him right.
    I choked on my own saliva, staring at Dylan with disbelief.
    Right when Dylan turned eighteen, he moved out of our house and went to crash over to one of his druggie friend's trailer, a few towns away.
    The place he was staying was dangerous, and I knew from experience.
    What the hell made him want to come back now?
    "You want to what?" I repeated.
    Dylan let out a dramatic breath of air, before he ran a hand through his blonde hair.
    "I'm twenty now, Travis. My life is going no where, and I'm surviving off of the money I get for selling crack. I just want to go home and restart things."
    I blinked hard, wondering what my mother and father would think of it.
    A part of me thinks that Dylan would get kicked out the moment he steps in, but another part of me thinks that my parents will welcome him with opened arms.
    "Crap, Dylan." I muttered. "I don't know."
    Dylan gave me knowingly weak smile, before nodding slowly. "Why not?" he asked teasingly. "Is it because your new girlfriend's preoccupied your life?"
    My eyes snapped to him, as I immediately thought of Riley.
    "Riley isn't my girlfriend." I said quickly, shooting him a glare.
    Dylan rolled his eyes. "Right, Travis." he mumbled sarcastically. "Riley is hot and single, why don't you just date her already?"
    I stayed quiet, sighing down at my hands that were locked.
    "Are you scared?" Dylan suddenly asked.
    I held in my breath, before letting out an exaggerated breath of air.
    "Petrified."

  17. lollipopx3 lollipopx3
    posted a quote
    December 14, 2012 11:50pm UTC
    trouble
    Chapter 31
    I haven't been able to look Travis in the eye since we nearly kissed a week ago.
    Every time we walked by each other in the hallways, I made sure to go the other way.
    Whenever he came close to talking to me, I would always make up an excuse to avoid him.
    I knew that I was being unfair and unreasonable by pushing Travis away, but when we were just inches from our lips touching, I realized something.
    I realized that I didn't know what I would do without Travis.
    I was scared, looking into his eyes, knowing that I was going to need him more than he needed me.
    I was scared that he didn't love me back.
    "Get out." Travis muttered coldly under his breath when I was talking to a classmate of mine, Carla, in an empty classroom the next morning.
    Carla stared back at Travis with widened eyes, full of fear.
    She shot me a quick glance, before rushing to gather her belongings.
    She scattered out of the room in a matter of seconds.
    I didn't blame her for being so eager to leave, though.
    The look Travis had on his face was intimidating.
    His face was pale, his eyes were dark, and his jaw was clenched together tightly.
    But to me, he was still unbelievably attractive.
    Before I could let my feelings get in the way, I reached for my bag that was on the desk.
    "I should go, too." I whispered, trying make my way around Travis.
    Travis shot his two arms out in front of me, locking me in place.
    My back was pressed against the desk, as Travis hovered over me.
    "Are you trying to avoid me?" Travis asked lowly, his hot breath sending shivers down my spine.
    I shuddered, before biting down on my lower lip.
    I saw Travis' eyes flicker to my lips for a split second, before they snapped back to my eyes.
    "Travis," I started off, feeling breathleass already, "I need to go."
    Travis stared at me, long and hard. "You're being stupid."
    I was taken aback by his harsh words at first, but when they finally sunk in, it felt like a bullet had pierced through my heart.
    "What?" I whispered, my voice barely audible.
    "You're not talking to me because of what almost happened last week." Travis' voice was cold, nothing nice about it at all. "You're trying to make such a big deal out of something that didn't even matter."
    I hadn't even noticed the pool of tears that welled up in my eyes before I felt a warm tear sliding down my cheek, burning my skin.
    Travis' eyes softened for a second, before they became dark and unwelcoming once again.
    "I'm sorry, Travis." I let out a shaky whisper. "I'm sorry that it meant so much to me."
    I pushed Travis' arms away from me, as I felt myself sprinting towards the door.
    I suddenly heard Travis slamming his fists against the desk.
    Maybe, just maybe, I thought that he might've ran after me.
    But, he didn't.
    And what happened, just right there, proved something.
    It proved to me that I was right, for once.
    I was right when I said that Travis would never love me back.

  18. lollipopx3 lollipopx3
    posted a quote
    December 16, 2012 10:31pm UTC
    trouble
    Chapter 32
    I've had trouble sleeping for the past few days.
    I always stayed up, with my mind preoccupied with thoughts about how quickly I lost both Scarlet and Travis with the snap of my fingers.
    I buried my face in my pillow, letting my tears stain the pillowcase.
    Where did I ever go wrong?
    What had I ever done to deserve all of this?
    I've always been quiet and blended in with the crowd, but now, I was the center of everyone's talk.
    People were still talking about how I had gotten soda thrown over me from days ago, and they would always shook me snarky remarks as I walked down the hallways.
    "You look a little under the weather today, Riley." Lola said in a sickley sweet voice. "Did Travis finally get bored of you?"
    I groaned at the memory, remembering how bright my cheeks had turned.
    I glanced over at my digital clock, noticing that it was six in the morning.
    I had gotten a minimum of ten minutes of sleep last night.
    It was a bit too early to go to school, but I couldn't stand laying in bed any longer, so I got up and took a quick, cold shower.
    The icy water drained away my thoughts, as I threw on a knitted sweater and a pair of distressed jeans that were ages too old.
    The morning brisk was chilly, and it was still dark outside.
    I figured that I would go to the coffee shop a few blocks from school, since I needed the extra boost of energy if I was going to survive another day.
    I was surprised to find that the coffee shop was packed, but I also remembered that it was a few minutes into rush hour.
    Business men and women were all pushing people out of the way hurriedly, holding their to-go mugs in their hands.
    When I was next in line, I noticed that someone very familiar was at the cashier.
    "Riley?" the cashier asked, a grin spreading across his lips. "I thought it was you!"
    I remembered the moppy blonde from anywhere, as I smiled at Dylan.
    "Hey." I gave him a weak smile. "I didn't know you worked here."
    Dylan rolled his eyes. "Well, I just started-"
    "Dylan, no chatting with the customers! Get to work!" a scruffy woman glared at Dylan, who groaned.
    "Wait five minutes, okay?" Dylan smiled. "I'll be on break by then, and I'll get you a cup of coffee."
    I nodded, stepping out of the line to wait for Dylan by one of the booths.
    Five minutes later, the coffee shop was still busy, but not as wild as it was a while ago.
    Dylan finally came over to where I was, two mugs in his hands.
    "I hope you like mocha lattes?" he raised an eyebrow. "It's my specialty."
    I laughed before taking a small sip.
    The hot liquid burned the roof of my mouth, but it still tasted amazing.
    "I love it." I nodded in satisfaction.
    Dylan stared at me for a moment, and thats when I finally realized that his eyes were brown.
    His eyes were soft, but behind them laid many secrets that didn't want to be spoken about.
    "How come I never see you come over anymore?" Dylan asked, a soft smile appeared on his lips. "Did something happen between you and Travis?"
    Oh Lord, not this again.

  19. lollipopx3 lollipopx3
    posted a quote
    December 18, 2012 10:02pm UTC
    trouble
    Chapter 33
    "You know, he's turned into his grumpy self again since you guys stopped talking." Dylan said, once I finished speaking.
    I raised an eyebrow, scoffing. "Wasn't he always this grumpy?"
    Dylan licked his lips, before shrugging. "I guess so." he paused. "But, ever since he met you, he stopped being so hard all of the time. Everyone's noticed that he's stopped smoking for the first time in years, but he just recently started it up again. I think you're the reason why he caved."
    I stared down at my mug of coffee, which was now getting colder and colder by the minute.
    I wrapped my fingers around the cup, trying to get as much heat as I could from it.
    I hadn't even been close enough to Travis this past week to notice if he's started smoking again.
    Occasionally, I would sneak glances over at him, but they would never last long enough for me to notice any evident changes in his features.
    Also, he's only come to school twice since we've seperated our ways.
    "You should talk to him." Dylan suddenly said, making my eyes snap at him.
    Was he absurd?
    Ever since I've realized that I had feelings for Travis, I could barely look him in the eyes, let alone speak to him.
    My head began to pound painfully, as Dylan offered me a weak smile.
    "Listen, my shift is starting up again in a minute." he said. "I'll see you sometime, but think about what I said, okay?"
    Dylan stared at me hesitantly, before getting up to go back to work.
    ***
    Travis' Point of View
    "Travis, your father and I get back home for the first time in weeks and we find out that you haven't been going to school?" my mother scolded the second she saw me still in my bed the next morning.
    I groaned, wishing that she would stop talking already.
    I was out last night, and had a few too many drinks.
    My head was killing me right now, and I couldn't think straight.
    My mother suddenly paused, sniffing the air.
    Her high nose scrunched up in disgust, before she shot me a glare. "Is that alcohol I smell?" she snapped, crossing her arms. "That's it, Travis. Get up, you're going to school right now."
    "My head hurts too much to learn." I muffled in my pillow.
    My mother picked me up from the back collar of my shirt, lifting my head up.
    "I don't care, Travis Kapone." she hissed. "You're going to school, no matter what."
    I glared at her with tired eyes, before I rolled over in bed, faced up.
    "Hurry up, I'll be waiting in the car to drive you today." my mother nodded shortly, before closing the bedroom door behind her.
    I can't believe that she was actually making me to go school with a hangover.
    I can't believe that she was making me go to school in general.
    If I went to school, then I would have to see Riley.
    I don't think I could control myself if I even looked at her.

  20. lollipopx3 lollipopx3
    posted a quote
    December 20, 2012 10:25pm UTC
    trouble
    Chapter 34
    Dylan's words kept playing in the back of my mind as I exited the school later that afternoon.
    You should talk to him.
    A fit of cold shivers went sending down my spine, as I briefly closed my eyes.
    Travis finally came to school for the first time today in the past week.
    I gave him a short glance, but quickly looked away before he caught my gaze.
    But, in that split second when my eyes flashed over to his, I noticed that he didn't look too well.
    His hair was messier than usual, his face was pale and hollow, and there were dark, purple circles forming under his eyes.
    My heart also sank when I saw that his shirt was wrinkled by the collar, and there was a little smudge of lipstick by his neck.
    Throughout the entire day, I couldn't help but wonder if he had forgotten about me already.
    I didn't want to think about it, but I knew that there was a possibility that Lola and Scarlet could've been right.
    Travis was only playing with me- and threw me out because he got bored.
    I gulped down the tears that threatened to spill from my eyes, as I continued walking home.
    On my way home, I always passed by our neighborhood park.
    In that park was the very bench that Travis and I used to sit at during late nights, and talk about anything; just anything.
    I couldn't even stop myself before I realized that I was walking towards the empty bench.
    My fingers trailed along the old, dry wood before I took a seat.
    For the first time in days, just sitting alone on that bench, I felt tired.
    My eyes began to slowly drift off, as I found myself falling asleep.
    ***
    I was awakened by an awful smell.
    The smoke was filling in my nose, making my eyes snap open immediately.
    I looked around, noticing that the sky had gotten dark already, meaning that I had to be asleep for at least a good two hours.
    I suddenly looked over to my side, jolting up as I watched Travis calmly take a drag out of his cigarette.
    He glanced over at me, raising an eyebrow. "Didn't anyone ever tell you not to sleep on park benches, alone?"
    I blinked at him surprisingly, before he tossed his cigarette on the concrete, rubbing it out with the sole of his boot.
    I watched as he reached his pocket to light up another one.
    Just as Travis was about to flick on his lighter, he stared at me carefully.
    "Have you been sleeping?" he asked.
    I glared at him, hating him for being so calm and collected.
    "That doesn't matter." my voice was croaky from just waking up.
    I noticed how Travis glanced over at me as I spoke, before gulping.
    "Give me a cigarette." I demanded, holding my hand out.
    I didn't know what I was doing- maybe I just wanted to prove something to Traivs.
    Part of me wanted him to say no, but the other part of me wanted to forget it all.
    Travis stared at me blankly, before letting out of puff of smoke.
    "Here." he said, tossing me the entire packet. "Have fun."

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