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NeverForgetYourBeauty
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February 18, 2012 10:44pm UTC

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today i...
got my period
lost my best friend
and watched my mom cry. twice.
happy freaking birthday.
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ohxhelloxthere
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April 15, 2011 3:51pm UTC

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The star of the football team
h a s a b l i n d d a d
who always comes to his games,
even though he can't see him play.
One day, the dad gets sick and dies
before the night of his son's big game.
The team is expecting him to slack off,
mourning the death of his father.
But he played the best game he EVER had,
making the winning touchdown
&+ many amazing plays.
The couch is amazed, so he asked,
"How did you play so well even after your father has passed?
The boy stares right at him, and says
"This is the first time he has ever seen me play."
♥
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Not mine. I just love it

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freckss
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January 9, 2012 8:34pm UTC

QUIT CRYING YOURSELF TO SLEEP,
I think your
beautiful♥
nmf

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freckss
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January 8, 2012 7:11pm UTC

When I log on to Witty
I make sure to favorite everybodys quote,
because we all just want to be
WANTED..
nmf.

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StandStillLookPretty
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January 8, 2012 9:18pm UTC

This is my story.
I'm 12. I have 2 sisters and I have 2 brothers. My mom and dad started fighting when I was in 4th grade so I was about 9. My dad had been getting addicted to alchol. It totally killed me inside. I was close with my dad until this. This went on for about 4 years. My mom left him even though she said she never was going to. They would stay up all night fighting and I would stay up all night listening to it, crying myself to sleep 99% of the time. My mom would leave and not come back until the following night. I was scared that she would never come back but she always did. Things finally cooled down around the beginning of fifth grade, about 4 years ago. school started out great for me and it still is. I'm popular, have a lot of friends. I'm a pretty nice person. I had my first boy friend in the end of September but I broke up with him after about a month. I had the same boy friend in November but I broke up with him about 2 weeks later because I didn't like him. I liked Vince so i asked him out...He said hes gay but i know hes not. People talk about me, I know that. I'm not stupid. But recently my "friends" have been talking about me. I don't know what I did. Wait, I didn't do anything..at all. It happens all the time and I'm sick of it. The only person that has stuck through it all with me is who I think is my "best friend." There's this guy..he's my best guy friend. I tell him everything. I like him, a lot... He knows I like him and I think he likes me. We flirt all the time, it's almost perfect. If people would stop saying stuff about everything it would be perfect. I've learned that there is nobody that I can truely trust. All of my "friends" have stabbed me in the back at one time or another. Everyone thinks my life is perfect, everyone who thinks they know me. So here's my story. If you read all of this I absolutely love you. I just needed to get everything out. I don't know what I'm supposed to do about everything. If you have advice please comment or something. As I'm rereading this it kind of sounds like I'm bragging in a way but I'm not. That's not what I intended to do at all. Everyone thinks being popular is great but in the end it comes back to bite you. Thank you again if you read this♥.

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f0r3v3rm0r3x3
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June 28, 2010 7:27pm UTC

We met in kindergarten. We were best friends.
She always told me she loved my eyes. I didn't quite know why.
I was in love with her, so of course my face lit up immensely whenever she said it.
She was beautiful, kind, and extremely funny.
We'd be talking about nothing, and she'd turn to me and whisper,
"I like your eyes."
One day, I was playing basketball,
waiting for her to drive over to my house to have a game with me.
Suddenly, I got a phone call.
It was her mom. She was in a panic.
I couldn't quite understand what she was saying. It sounded like,
"Aaron, come quick! Kelsey, accident, Main Street! Blood. Come now!"
I had no clue what happened,
so I ran to Main Street with my basketball shorts and a tee shirt on.
I saw Kelsey's mom helplessly crying, waiting for the ambulance to arrive.
I saw a totaled car, blood everywhere.
Then I saw her, Kelsey.
My heart stopped as I frantically ran over to her.
"Kelsey? Kelsey!" She was unconscious. I started crying.
I know it isn't very manly, but I couldn't help it.
Before I could say anymore, the medics took her away,
the main source of blood coming from her head.
I went to the hospital that night,
I went every night.
in fact, the only time I left was to go out to eat, but that's it.
The doctors tried getting me to leave, but I refused.
It was all my fault.
If it wasn't for me, wanting to play basketball with her,
she wouldn't be going through this.
It was already four days, and she hasn't woken up.
On the fifth day, I saw her eyes gently open.
"Kelsey?" I called.
She wasn't quite awake yet.
Suddenly, doctors came rushing in, telling me I had to wait outside.
I did, for a few hours.
One of the doctors finally came out saying,
"I understand that you're Kelsey's friend, Aaron?"
"Yes," I whispered.
He bit his lip.
"She woke up, she's fine,
but I'm afraid she has long term memory loss."
"Are you serious?" I almost shouted.
"I'm afraid so."
I didn't meet his gaze. I couldn't.
I wasn't going to say anything, so he spoke again.
"You can go see her if you want,
but she doesn't remember anything, not even her mom."
I walked in, trembling in horror.
I saw her. She looked helpless as she slept.
I waited a few hours, until I saw her eyes opening gently again.
I expected doctors to run in, rushing me out.
Instead, she looked me straight in the eyes, and whispered,
"I don't know you, but I like your eyes."

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lovehauntsyou
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October 16, 2011 8:15pm UTC

♥♥♥♥♥
>>>>>>> nmq
Try holding down the "Shift" Key,
While clicking the fave button:)

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chrissaysrawr
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November 29, 2011 9:48pm UTC

even though you hurt me i still love you

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Jayyne Elizabeth*
posted a quote
January 8, 2012 6:24pm UTC

"I could tell you;
His favorite colors green,
He loves to argue,
Born on the 17th
His sisters beautiful
He has his fathers eyes
And if you asked me if i love him
I'd lie."
-Taylor Swift <3

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