I've been on witty since 2005 under a different account. I fell in love with this site. I'm not great with my words, so comments and lyrics are a great way to express myself. All my quotes are original and written by me, unless they're lyrics or stated otherwise.
I'm 22 years old. I have the greatest guy in existence. We've been together over a year now and he's my soldier, my hero and my everything. I thank God every day for bringing him into my life<3
I'm a great listener and love to help people. So, even if you don't like my quotes, but you just need to vent or an ear to listen, I'm always here.
I don't enjoy drama or confrentation, but I don't sugar coat anything either. If you jock a quote, I WILL say something to you. Give those who are original the credit for their work that they deserve!
In all honesty, I am disgusted. I've been on witty for several years now, and I can NOT believe what it has turned into, and what I've read from people who are supposed to be there for each other, and have each other's backs. This site, contrary to what so many of you seem to believe, is NOT a popularity contest. It is a QUOTE site. A site for writing, a site for expressing yourself and allowing others to give you feedback and advice. It's an escape from the real world of drama, hate, and ridiculousness. I can truly say that I don't even want to type in the witty URL anymore for fear of what might come up on the first page. To all of you girls who decided to come in on our territory and destroy what was once a GREAT thing, I salute you for showing the world how truly sad our society has become and what a huge disappointment it has turned into.
Yesterday, 31 US Troops and 7 Afghan troops in a helicopter were shot down and killed in Afghanistan. Yet, I saw more news covereage and facebook statuses mentioning Shark week and Amy Whinehouse's death. I guess it's too much to ask that our citizens support the ones who fight for them. R.I.P to thosewho died yesterday. And for all of you who don't stand behind our troops, Please feel free to stand infront of them. ♥
Who Has A Tumblr? I just recently started using the site and I'd really like to follow some people and have them follow me. Soooo, if you have one follow me and I'll follow you back: nicoletrudeau.tumblr.com :)
YESTERDAY was my 22nd birthday. And the love of my life is in Afghanistan. Out of everyone I know, only 10 people texted me "Happy Birthday" and I only received 3 phone calls. I guess it's days like those that prove who truly cares, who matters, and who doesnt. Thank you to all of those who remembered, cared, and support me<3
I guess it's just hard to sit here and act like it didn't happen. Like, a piece of my heart didn't break with each lie I was told. Like holding my breath to stop the tears from falling, was something that never occurred. It's hard to just pick up the pieces and move on when there's no explanation. No explanation and no answers as to WHY it happened. Maybe if I had those answers, or could understand the whole thing, I wouldn't feel like my heart still has these cracks in it. Cracks that if I let them, at any given moment, could tear my whole world apart.
Love isn't perfect. It isn't a fairytale or a storybook. & it doesn't always come easy. Love is overcoming obstacles, facing challenges, fighting to be together, holding on & never letting go. It is a short word, easy to spell, difficult to define & impossible to live without. Love is work, but most of all, Love is realising that every hour, every minute & every second was worth it because you did it together. ♥ NMQ just saving
Lying is one of the worst things you can do to a person. People don't realize the effects of a lie. They don't see how they're instantly hurting the person, whether they know it at that point or not. Because the truth always comes out, maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, or even a year from now. but it ALWAYS comes out. And when it does, they don't realize how they're changing that persons life forever. When they find out the truth, which they will, they'll feel worthless, and like a fool for believing and trusting something that wasn't true. They'll be hurt and broken. They'll become more self conscious and less trusting. They'll build walls to keep from ever having to feel that way again. Walls to keep people out who don't deserve to be kept out. Now their future is completely altered, because of you, and your indecency to tell the truth to someone who deserves to hear it.
The man I love is 3,000 miles away; So I would like to recognize the often underestimated, unseen and unheard heroes. This is to the woman that felt like she was dying inside when he had to go, but smiled for him anyway. A toast to you for falling apart and putting yourself back together. Because a pay check isn't enough, a body pillow in your bed is no consolation, and a webcam can never compare. This is for you. Our soldiers are brave, they are heroes, but so are we. ♥
nahnahnahnahnahnahnah dododoododdo wooooooooooyieeeeeeeeww pepepepeppepepepepeppieeww Have you forgotten how it felt that day? To see your homeland under fire And her people blown away. Have you forgotten when those towers fell? We had neighbors still inside going thru a living hell. And you say we shouldn't worry about bin laden. Have you forgotten? ♥