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My Name is

A woman taken by the wind

Take my hand and together we'll find

  1. mariah_love1369 mariah_love1369
    posted a quote
    December 15, 2017 10:47am UTC
    She holds the stars in her eyes,
    And the cosmos in between her thighs
    She’s an intergalactic masterpiece
    With the constellations littered across her skin,
    Her energy is sizzling, captivating, draws you in
    Just like the galaxy in the night sky.
    She leaves you wondering and wanting so much more
    You want to dive into her, reach her at her core
    But she is light years away, dancing on stars
    She thrives on Saturn but her heart is in mars
    She holds the stars in her eyes,
    The cosmos between her thighs
    She is the universe.

  2. mariah_love1369 mariah_love1369
    posted a quote
    November 9, 2017 9:03am UTC
    “ I love your hair”
    A sentence i heard as a child almost as religiously as my father telling me to pray. Small midnight curly Qs unlike anyone else's, framed my face. My hair is a dandelion , beautiful to look at yet difficult to work through and too much to handle at times. My mom had to go to war with my hair before it would cooperate, still she would say
    “ I love your hair”
    As my age started to climb its way up the mountain of adolescence, I abolished the spirals for a trendier, straight hair style. I would kill each strand by crushing them between two hot plates. Everywhere my eyes landed I was reminded no one had curls like mine. Reminded my hair, like my melanin, sets me apart from everyone else. My curls forced to be covered by my insecurity of being too different.
    “ I love your hair”
    They would say to me as fingers ran through the layers of silk that flowed down to the middle of my back , an amazon river of hair. I would smile and say thank you , while on the inside shaking with happiness, brought on by social acceptance. Knowing someone could run five digits through my hair with absolute ease satisfied me to no end.
    “ I love your hair”
    My mom would tell me as I refused to step foot outside of the house without straight hair. Only allowing my hair to breathe for the miniscule ten minutes after I left the shower, before torturing it with unruly heat. The ringlets screaming in agony, in sync with my scalp who had had enough of the constant tugging. My wrists became weak as the hours went by, still I pushed through. Never stopping until every piece of hair was the straightest it could be.
    “I love your hair”
    Friends who had gotten a rare glimpse of it’s true form would say, trying to convince me to join them in the pool. Countless summers I spent cooking under the sun by choice. Refusing to put even a foot in the water as if it were lava. I feared the smallest drop would land on my head and un mask the monster that resides behind it. I was ashamed of my hair, myself, my blackness.
    “ I love my hair”
    I say now after four years of embracing the garden of hair with open arms. Even as I struggle to find the nutrients to make it flourish and the techniques to allow it to sit just right. It is loud when it is let down to speak, grows bigger as the wind brushes by. My curls have healed from the abuse I have put them through. Today they thrive, just like I , My hair was never meant to conform to society's demands. And Whenever my eyes land , I am reminded no one has hair like me and that’s why
    I love my hair.

  3. mariah_love1369 mariah_love1369
    posted a quote
    November 8, 2017 3:18pm UTC
    My heart lies within outerspace

  4. mariah_love1369 mariah_love1369
    posted a quote
    November 1, 2017 3:50pm UTC
    In 12 days I will be 20 years old.
    In 2011 I was 12.
    The year i first joined witty profiles.
    wittyprofiles was the first social media i really ever have experienced, my mom breifly let me have a facebook but it proceeded to get taken away because of whatever bad thing i was doing that was not approriate for a 12 year old girl on the internet. I was shown witty by my bestfriend and that would become my hobby. I would spend all my free time writing poetry or qoutes or look for song lyrics that i thought would get likes. I would spend so much of my free time learning how to make the quotes that people wanted to see and read, thousands of people used to grace this site with their words, creativity and bulls**. All of us going through simialr situations. wetaher it be figruing out what love is and heartbreak or learning about social norms we just can't wrap our heads around, sometimes we bonded over our mental illneses some of us not even realizing the feelings we were describing matched those of a mental illness. There were no censors on us back then, you could unleash hell in your quote and post it for the world to see. Witty seemed endless. Now here I am in college, sitting at my work study job browsing the hallow sections of witty and I can't help but feel a mixture of things. Happiness because some of these quotes I created are scattered with such pain I never believed I would survive, Sadness because I wish witty was still as explosive and beautiful as it used to be, emptiness because I wonder where everyone who grew up on here with me is at today and most of all fear. Fear of time escaping me so quickly, when my eyes first became fixated on wittyprofiles I thought 20 was light years away and now its approaching my doorstep. I'm still scared of what the future holds for me but not as much as when I was 12, things are not perfect but things are better than they once were. The old witty is legendary and could never be replicated but I do hope, one day , some how a group of pre teen kids find this place and blow it up with color and creativity just like we once did.
    Thank you witty for helping be get through my teen years

  5. mariah_love1369 mariah_love1369
    posted a quote
    August 20, 2015 5:02pm UTC
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  6. mariah_love1369 mariah_love1369
    posted a quote
    April 17, 2015 1:52pm UTC
    all i can think about is what i have become. I have somehow become one of the girls i have always rolled my eyes at and would deem stupid. I have become that girl who misses him so much that no matter what he had done or continioues to do to hurt me, i wil always accept him into my opening arms with a genuine smile. I am the girl who believes him when he tells me he wants me and still loves me and takes his klndness as hope that we can one day be as we once were. I am the girl who cries when he hurts me again and am surprised that he would do so. I am the girl who is so in love and afraid to let go that i take the pain he inflicts on me over and over again because nothings more painful than not having him in my life at all. It has taken months to realize what i deserve, what i should tolerate and what is pointless.
    I was that girl, she's dead now

  7. mariah_love1369 mariah_love1369
    posted a quote
    April 17, 2015 1:43pm UTC
    And everytime the old you starts to come back i fool myself into thinking that you will never hurt me again, that you really want to be with me.
    and each time I am proved wrong,the wound in my chest pried opened

  8. mariah_love1369 mariah_love1369
    posted a quote
    April 17, 2015 1:39pm UTC
    I'm shattered glass strewn across the floor, you didn't bother to pick up...

  9. mariah_love1369 mariah_love1369
    posted a quote
    January 25, 2015 7:50pm UTC
    He is Forbidden in the most tempting way. Eyes that ignite my body into ravishing flames,begging to be put out with his lips. Lips that speak words like silk sheets, I want to hear over and over again. I do not know him, have only met him merely a handful of times but I feel sizzizling electricity in between us ,every encounter He is forbidden in the way his whole demeanor says warning; danger ahead. I can't help but want to move forward , can't help but want to meet the demons dancing behind his predator like eyes. Eyes that devour me whole. He does not see me in the same way however , as far as I'm aware. And if he did, god, fear and thrill would twine into one and course through my veins viciously. But he is older,experienced, dangerous and your friend. Forbidden

  10. mariah_love1369 mariah_love1369
    posted a quote
    January 6, 2015 8:25pm UTC
    when he decided to waltz back into my life
    he asked me
    "why are you so heartless?"
    seeming to have forgotten he still had my heart
    when he left,
    never bothering to return it.

  11. mariah_love1369 mariah_love1369
    posted a quote
    January 6, 2015 8:21pm UTC
    Shapeshifters are supposed to be supernatural charachters, a made up piece of fiction extracted from a persons imagination.
    But god, the way you changed so fast, I was almost convinced that they were real. It was quick, like the New Englad weather.
    Blazing hot to icy cold in the blink of an eye, completley unpredictable. I never saw it coming. You loved me with everything
    you had and one day i guess you ran out of love for me and and everything that ever mattered to you. I just hope you shift back
    into the person you used to be,the real you.

  12. mariah_love1369 mariah_love1369
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    December 16, 2014 10:20am UTC

  13. mariah_love1369 mariah_love1369
    posted a quote
    November 5, 2014 7:16am UTC
    I am trapped inside my head,a prisoner of my mind. Swimming in a pool of darkness, searching for the smallest glimmar of light, of hope.. But it never seems to appear. I am fighting a battle inside of myself i have fought once before, unsure if i have the strength tow in this time. Negative thoughts wrap themselves around my neck, blocking the air to my lungs. Anxiety flows through my veins ,shaking me to the core.

  14. mariah_love1369 mariah_love1369
    posted a quote
    July 31, 2014 5:39pm UTC
    if you dare come a little closer..

  15. mariah_love1369 mariah_love1369
    posted a quote
    July 22, 2014 12:50am UTC
    those eyes , i never could escape them. i remember looking into them for no more than a second before turning my gaze downward. you would never have that though, grabbing my chin with just enough force "look into my eyes when we are talking" you would say with an intensity that sent shivers to the nape of my neck that would travel down the length of my spine. making eye contact was you stepping inside my body reading me inside out tattooing yourself onto my inside to remind me i was yours.
    (gonna finish later posting to save)

  16. mariah_love1369 mariah_love1369
    posted a quote
    July 21, 2014 11:51pm UTC
    why do we care so much about others more than we do ourselves ?

  17. mariah_love1369 mariah_love1369
    posted a quote
    July 6, 2014 9:57pm UTC
    sometimesi wish i could kiss your broken heart and make the ache go away but that's not my place. You have a soul made of silk soft and beautiful, something no one would ever guess. kindness like rain after a heatwave that refreshes you ,puts a smile on your face. A heart so big hidding behing a hard exterior that only i can see through. always underestimating yourself , not believing what your worth,is the only flaw i can seem to find covered in all that perfection thats only perfect to me. i know there was a time when you were whole and didn't question why you were alive. she took that from you. Brought out all your insecurties, striped you of all your confidence, hit you while you were most vulnarable.The pain you've endured because of her over the years i can only imagine but choose not too because in a way it would hurt me,althouugh i couldn't tell you why. You deserve someone who will fill you with so much love that sometimes you think you're going to explode, a person who will accept you and everything you've been through, someone who would rather die than hurt you, the opposite of her. In another life maybe i would be that person but in this one i am not. All i am able to do now is pick you up everytime she throws you down, bored of you again; sweep up the pieces of your heart scattered along the floor and put them back together again. Your love for her is a drug that will kill you, all i can do is pray that you break the habbit.

  18. mariah_love1369 mariah_love1369
    posted a quote
    July 6, 2014 9:33pm UTC
    whisper in my ear and tell me again how much you love me, it's my favorite lie. stroke my cheeck with your rose petal fingers and look me in the eyes like i'm something special. you should be an actor because sometimes you make me believe that i'm rose and your jack, here to save me from jumping ship.you don't care that much though or care at all for that matter about what happens to me, but for the sake of my sanity i will continue to pretend that you do. i like to believe i understand you, that i'll be that girl to chase away all those demons stuck inside your head. this is the sole reason i stick around ,despite the bruises you leave colored on my body or the words that you've branded on my self esteem , i know you need me. The days when you pull me into your chest and stroke my hair like i'm the most precious thing you've ever had in your arms, gives me hope that one day you'll be different. So, i'll allow you to kiss away all the pain you caused with those lips that told me they would never hurt me because i can't help being in love with your dangerous inperfections.

  19. mariah_love1369 mariah_love1369
    posted a quote
    July 6, 2014 9:02pm UTC
    I was nothing but a mere penicl park on your brain that you could just erase again, never to be thought of again. i tell everyone i do not care that we are no longr friends but the wound cuts so deep i have to stop it from bleeding everyday. I speak your name in anger and mock disquist because no one would understand the heart ache i have for loosing someone i used to call my bestfriend, someone who's house was mine every weekend. i know it sounds silly that a friendship could break my heart but i asure you i felt it crack in all the right places. making friends is a chore, something i struggle to do because anxiety suffocates me each time i make an attempt. Attatching myself to the friends i do have, valuing friendships more than most people will ever know. Our friendship was something i believed would last beyond our high schoold days but it ended at the second year.anyone will tell you that i hate you with all of my being but saying i hate you is so much easier than saying i miss you. we could be put back together again with some needle and a thread but i refuse to allow myself to forgive and god forbid forget the reasons why we came apart in the first place.and everytime i go to write something amaizing, i look for inspiration and the only thing i seem to come up with is you. of course i'm not perfect nor am i a good friend to everyone but i was a great friend to you,too bad the favor wasn't always returned.The friendship we had was a special kind that can't quite be understood, not even by me. As i continue to write this i can picture your reaction if you were to ever lay your eyes on it. you would either laugh and say "what a stupid b**ch" or maybe just maybe tears would fill your eyes , your heart will ache for a second and you'll miss me too..

  20. mariah_love1369 mariah_love1369
    posted a quote
    July 6, 2014 8:38pm UTC
    Today i allowed myself to venture off into the depths of all my memories and think about us.wild nights we spent running around the streets trying to get a taste of life and loving every moment of it. escaping out of your house like trapped animals locked away in cages craving to be set free, getting so high we swore we could've touched the stars. our lips were fountains spilling secrets, dreams, hopes and fears into eachothers ears because we knew that this type of friendship isn't one that can be broken;but we were young then, naive. Drinking until everything was funny, smoking until our eyes were apple red and sucking on ciggeretttes because it calmed us down. These memories are the things i will remember when my skin is that of a prun and looking back on my young self is the only thing i can do to keep me alive. Today though i will only think about us for a moment so i don't end up holding onto false hope that we could ever go back to the way things we used to be. Now i escape into the night with someone else, i reach the moon with other people, i drink myself silly wtihout you and i stopped sucking on cigerettes. you changed as quick as the leaves do in the depths of autumn and i tried to be the tree, keep you hanging on ,but life doesn't work that way. Now you get high with someone else, sneak out with a new bestfriend, drink until you can't stand without me and suck down cigerettes and spilling your secrets with them, not me. The impossieble happened, we're no longer friends something no one could have predicted. I miss you terribly although i will never tell you that because you don't deserve the satisfaction, to you i was replacable, un important and not the type of friend you'd let go of your pride to save. So before the sadness engulfs me i'll stop the flow of memories that are my ex-bestfriend and pretend i'm fine .


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