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  1. kara008 kara008
    posted a quote
    June 12, 2010 10:44am UTC
    What is wrong with you?
    How dare you make fun of someone for something they can't control?
    She has acne. - Do you think she chose to have red spots all over her face?
    Her nose is big. - Who cares? Is she supposed to get plastic surgery? Hmm?
    She has crooked teeth. - I've never met someone who got braces just for fun.
    She wears glasses. - Do you think people like being half-blind? They don't.
    Her hair is frizzy. - Some people don't like frying their hair w/ a straightener.
    She's not a size 0. - Oh, I'm sorry that some of us aren't afraid to eat cookies.
    Imperfection is beautiful.


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    January 1, 1970 12:00am UTC
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  3. Scarlettgirl8 Scarlettgirl8
    posted a quote
    August 5, 2012 5:44pm UTC
    "I once told Harry I was leaving
    the band on the 30th of Febuary. He cried for hours, before he realised there was no 30th of February."
    -Zayn Malik

  4. UnicornzPOWA UnicornzPOWA
    posted a quote
    June 24, 2012 12:44pm UTC
    Not My Fault
    PROLOUGE
    Yeah, well. Stuff happens. That’s what they all say.
    I wanted to say the same when Cara left.
    "Life goes on. Don’t dwell on the past. Move on."
    Of course, that was only said when something happened to me.
    But could I say it? Of course not.
    Cara never meant much to me, not now anyways.
    But she meant the world to my mother.
    "Always do what Cara wants," or "Don’t bother Cara, she is studying,"
    when she cheats off of me for our homework or tests. In this house,
    I was as worthy as a dust bunny. Yeah, I hate that.
    I hated being ignored, worthless and having no meaning.
    As hard as it is to believe, I used to love her. Yes, used to.
    Now I hate her almost as much as my mother.
    I always used to ask her for help or advice. We used to do everything together,
    and even share the same room, and clothes. We were so close.
    That was until my mother found she was perfect. My mother was just another person to
    fall under her spell. Along with like, all of my friends. Yes, she was really
    smart and pretty and athletic. And all the teachers loved her, and she was
    practically perfect. But her personality was generous. Too generous.
    She was always putting herself down, thinking she wasn’t good enough.
    But that all changed once she realized my mother worshipped her.
    I was the only one that saw the real, nasty, obnoxious side of her.
    But would anyone believe me?
    Of course not. So when she “ran away” I was overjoyed, thrilled.
    But my mother had to blame it on me.
    Blame everything on me.
    Please, I’m not responsible for her departure, but I’m not completely devastated.
    The last thing I did before she left was egg Ms Manres house, and
    steal her pure gold kitten but only because I was terrified and forced to.
    I’ve never seen my sister this different. I can’t believe how much she had changed.
    Now, now. I’m not giving too much away...
    Thanks so much for reading this! This is the prolouge for the first WITTY story ive writtten, and I hope you like it! Please comment what you think! Im working on the first chapter, so that would be up soon. Thanks!! :)

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