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  1. Hale_Storm18 Hale_Storm18
    posted a quote
    May 17, 2013 3:59pm UTC
    Life is unfair. You put someone first who puts you second. You study your
    a.ss off for a final and you only get a C. You give 110% to someone in a relationship who only gives 40%. You're there for a best friend at 3:00am and the next day they don't pick up the phone. It seems you're giving everyone everything and they're just walking away with it.

  2. Hale_Storm18 Hale_Storm18
    posted a quote
    May 15, 2013 3:29pm UTC
    Oh my gosh people, be nice to your waiter/waitress, it’s not their fault that
    your food is cold or if it’s under cooked. Be nice to the cashiers who are still training and can’t ring up your items as quickly as you want. If a stranger smiles and says hello to you, smile and say hello back! It’s just common courtesy, I don’t understand why people have to be so rude.

  3. Infinity on high* Infinity on high*
    posted a quote
    May 3, 2013 7:10pm UTC
    "I had my period before I was 14 and I was at my guy-friend's house,
    i forgot to bring pads and his parents were there.We were eating strawberries on his white couch, and I didn't realise i had bled through my shorts onto his white couch while i was wearing WHITE SHORTS. His parents left the room and I got up and saw blood everywhere and started crying and he grabbed the strawberries and mashed them on the couch and on me and himself quickly and when his parents came back, he said,
    "we had a fruit war."

  4. finding_nemo finding_nemo
    posted a quote
    April 29, 2013 8:19pm UTC
    *My brother telling my mom a story*
    brother: So I walk in
    me: Like what up I got a big c/ck?
    me: Were you so pumped you bought some sh/t from a thrift shop?
    brother:
    brother: You're the second person to do that to me today.

  5. kristabff kristabff
    posted a quote
    April 21, 2013 2:14pm UTC
    A white m&m comes into a room with candy friends.
    White m&m: ~engages conversation with a mentos and jellybean~
    Jellybean: Hey so where are you from anyway, white m&m?
    White m&m: Oh I'm from that chocolate m&m bag over there!
    Jellybean: Wait... if you're from a CHOCOLATE m&m bag, then why are you white??
    Mentos: OH MY GOD JELLYBEAN, YOU CAN'T JUST ASK CANDIES WHY THEY'RE WHITE

  6. Hale_Storm18 Hale_Storm18
    posted a quote
    April 16, 2013 3:24pm UTC
    On Sunday December 17, 2012, 2 days after the Connecticut shooting,
    a man went into a restaurant in San Antonio to kill his ex-girlfriend. After he shot her, most people in the restaurant fled next door to a theater. The gunman followed them and entered the theater so he could shoot more people. He started shooting and people in the theater started running and screaming. It's like the Aurora, Colorado theater story plus a restaurant.
    Now aren't you wondering why this isn't a lead story in the national media along with the school shooting?
    There was an off duty county deputy at the theater. She pulled out her gun and shot the man 4 times before he had a chance to kill anyone.
    So, since this story makes the point that the best thing to stop a bad person with a gun is a good person with a gun, the media is treating it like it never happened.
    Only the local media covered it. The city gave her a medal.
    Just thought you'd like to know.

  7. dolph* dolph*
    posted a quote
    April 21, 2013 8:05pm UTC
    Me: throwing lamps at people who need to lighten up
    Friend: throwing handles at people who need to get a grip
    Me: throwing refrigerators at people who need to chill
    Friend: throwing scissors at people who need to cut it out
    Me: throwing clocks at people who need to get with the times
    Friend: throwing matches at people who need to get fired up
    Me: throwing bricks at people to kill them
    Friend: what
    Me: what

  8. Hale_Storm18 Hale_Storm18
    posted a quote
    April 11, 2013 7:12pm UTC
    Billie Joe Armstrong: Ladies, if someone touches you and you don't want them to, feel free to punch them in the f//cking face.
    Gerard Way: If you ever see sh//tty a//ss rock dudes in sh//tty a//ss rock bands asking you to show them your t//ts for backstage passes, I want ou to spit in their f//cking face and yell, "F//ck you!"
    Justin Bieber: R//pe happens for a reason

  9. _superwhitegirlproblems _superwhitegirlproblems
    posted a quote
    April 11, 2013 10:14pm UTC
    Super White Girl Problems #2144
    Foundation under
    your acrylic nails.
    tumblr

  10. Eli22b Eli22b
    posted a quote
    April 7, 2013 3:35pm UTC
    "And essay should be like a womans skirt, long enough to cover the subject,
    but short enough to keep interest." - My Social Studies teacher

  11. BrunetteBiitch BrunetteBiitch
    posted a quote
    April 6, 2013 4:19pm UTC
    So I was looking through comments on this popular instagram page today
    and I saw this:
    "Hello, I am currently 9 years old and I want to become a potato. I know there are a million people out there just like me, but I promise you I'm different. On December 14, I'm moving to Lays; home of the greatest potatoes around. I've already cut off both my arms, and now roll on my stomach everywhere I go as training. I may not be a potato yet, but I promise if you give me a chance and the support I need, I will become the greatest potato ever. I have a dandy dandy human companion to guide me through this harsh journey and type this up for me. Thank you."
    Please, whoever and where ever you are, come and join witty.

  12. KT_143 KT_143
    posted a quote
    April 5, 2013 4:22pm UTC
    THIS IS WORTH READING, TRUST ME!
    Earlier this year I was in one of my classes, and this one really nice girl asked to use the restroom, but the teacher told her no. Well the girl politely asked again, and he said no again. A few minutes later she said it was an emergency, and he still turned her down. You could tell she was obviously annoyed, but then about three minutes later asks again, and tells him it is a serious emergency, and she has to go, but he still says no. So the girl stands up in front of everyone, and her face is all red because she's embarassed, and she says to the teacher in front of EVERYONE that she just started her period, and she literally needs to use the restroom. At this point everyone is staring. The teacher STILL told her to go sit down and didn't let her go. Everyone in the class was confused and shìt, then OUT OF NO WHERE the kid next to the girl, a varsity football player, stands up and says "Don't you have a wife? Didn't you grow with your mom or sister's? She's started her period, and she needs to use the bathroom, and she's going whether you let her or not!" Then he walked over, pulled the girl with him, and walked with her to the bathroom. When they came back the doûche bag of a teacher called security on them, and the guy got suspended for standing up for the girl.
    I will never forget that day. A dámn football player was man enough to stand up for a girl against a teacher and defended her on a girl problem she was having. Not many high school guys are mature enough to even say the word "period" much less do what he did.


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    January 1, 1970 12:00am UTC
    This quote does not exist.

  14. Hale_Storm18 Hale_Storm18
    posted a quote
    March 13, 2013 2:50pm UTC
    Math teacher: Reading is hard
    Classmate: Reading isn't hard
    Math teahcer: A, E, I, O, U, and sometimes Y?
    Math teacher: What do you mean sometimes?
    Math teacher: That's like saying that speeding is sometimes illegal.

  15. KT_143 KT_143
    posted a quote
    March 12, 2013 7:42pm UTC
    What if he's your Romeo,
    but you're not his Juliet?
    That means you're his Rosaline and you survive the friggin' play.

  16. Eli22b Eli22b
    posted a quote
    March 14, 2013 6:10pm UTC
    I need to lose weight so I can fit my hand in the can of pringles.
    my quote

  17. Hale_Storm18 Hale_Storm18
    posted a quote
    March 9, 2013 11:08pm UTC
    If you're ever late for class or school, here are some excuses.
    1) I was just really, really early for tomorrow
    2) We can't all be Usain Bolt
    3) In this day and age, we shouldn't use labels like "late"
    4) I had PE first period. Do you really blame me?
    5) My brother thought that it'd be hilarious to drop me off outside the prison gates
    6) You can't tell me how to live my life
    7) #YOLO
    8) My legs fell off and I had to roll all the way to the emergency clinic
    9) There was a freak yachting accident
    10) Do you even read these?
    11) "It does not matter how slow you go, as long as you do not stop."
    12) I spent my entire night writing Tom Daley fanfiction
    13) My father left my mother for an air hostess seven years ago. Do you expect me to get over that emotional trauma overnight?
    14) Sarah Palin and I got in a twitter war and I couldn't let her win
    15) Traffic jammy jammy jam
    16) How can we go to school when Tom Daley
    17) My sim was having an emotional breakdown and I needed to be there for her
    18) I was sticking it to the man
    19) I spent my entire night worrying if I would ever get a boyfriend
    20) My meth lab caught on fire
    21) My bed is more comfortable than your school will ever be
    22) I was sad
    23) It was a nice day, so I walked leisurely
    24) 2 kool 4 skool
    25) I had to stop, collaborate, and listen
    26) I tried
    27) A haiku about my lateness:
    late late late late late
    late late late late late late late
    late late late late late
    28) I was fashionably late
    29) I was caught in a flash mob
    30) I didn't choose the late life, the late life chose me

  18. xxcandycakesxx xxcandycakesxx
    posted a quote
    March 14, 2013 2:41pm UTC
    So i'm sitting in Chemistry and the guy behind me was like "Hey Ashley".
    So I turned around and he said "wanna tie?"
    And I just look at him all confused and he opens his backpack and it is filled with nothing but ties.
    So he says "White shirt with grey batman symbol - i got this".
    Then he pulls out a long skinny grey tie and long story short I have a new tie.
    UPDATE: I've passed 5 different people who yelled out "YOU'VE MET THE KID TOO?!"
    There's a tie dealer in my school.
    nmq

  19. TrulyMadlyDeeplyy TrulyMadlyDeeplyy
    posted a quote
    March 13, 2013 2:55pm UTC
    she wears short skirts i wear your grandads clothes
    she’s cheer captain and i look incredible

  20. xxHelloLovelyxx xxHelloLovelyxx
    posted a quote
    March 13, 2013 7:27pm UTC
    in his arms
    Chapter 65
    The sixth day I went without eating was the day nobody left my side. We all sat in the living room together as Anthony recited a book aloud to us.
    It was Stained, by Jennifer Richard Jacobson. As he retold the story, I was sort of swept back to San Salvador, where Anthony and I first lived together, where we first shared the same bed. Reflecting back, I realized those sixteen days were the happiest days of my life.
    All because of Anthony.
    My head was in his lap, and a warm blanket covered my body.
    I wasn’t listening to his words anymore; rather I was focused on his face.
    I remembered when Billy died, and how I spent days in my room, crying and alone. I hoped Anthony wouldn’t be like that over me. I hoped he wouldn’t cry over me. I spent the last four months of my life working so hard just to make him happy. I didn’t want to make him unhappy in any way now.
    I’d seen him cry plenty of times since I became like this. He tried to be secretive with it, but wasn’t always successful. Even now I swore his eyes looked slightly glassier than they normally did.
    I wasn’t afraid of death anymore. I guess in some respect I was, but not nearly as much as I had been. I’d grown to be accepting of it, and almost appreciative of it. It was some sort of escape from this pain.
    I felt my breathing turn raspy, almost like my throat was closing. I tried to remain calm and slow my breathing. I hoped nobody would notice.
    Of course, Anthony did. He only looked at me shortly. I tried to force a smile to tell him that I was okay, but my lips couldn’t manage a twitch.
    I felt his breath on my face. He was warm and enchanting. I closed my eyes with the delight of his breath on me.
    I heard him put the book down as he cradled me in his arms. I was in his arms, and I was okay.
    I loved the feeling of being in his arms. His arms felt like home, like I belonged there, like they morphed perfectly to my body. Like they were made just for me. In his arms, I was fit. Invincible, even. And I loved it.
    In his arms, I felt healthy, and he felt healthy beneath me. I felt no hindrances of chemotherapy or of leukemia, and every breath I took seemed fresher than the next.
    I was strong again. I was resilient and focused, and life was breathed into me. I was vigorous. I had confidence.
    I was safe. I was protected. Nothing could get at me; I wasn’t afraid. In his arms, I was fearless.
    He created a shield around me by simply letting me swim in the perfection of his touch. In his arms, I was sheltered.
    He took the weight of the world off of my shoulders by simply wrapping his arms around my body. We were okay now. I was okay now. Not even the illusory fear of death could penetrate the wall of protection Anthony’s arms created.
    I loved his hugs. I felt needed, wanted. In his arms, I felt loved. Like I had a purpose. Like I was someone’s reason to smile, laugh, fight, live, even. I loved the feeling his arms brought over me.
    He had a way of making me feel like I was on air, like I had no problems. He created a world of his own by wrapping his arms around me.
    And I became breathless, weightless. I hadn’t any problems. I was lost again. It was amazing, how I felt in his arms.
    And in his arms, I had purpose. I wasn’t worthless anymore. He filled the vacancy in my chest with an infinite love. He completed me.
    In his arms, I was important. He made me feel special. His arms were weak themselves, but they made me feel so strong.
    I was in his arms, and I was okay.
    And just like that, the pain was gone. I felt healthy again, like I did the night we spent on the lake. The night I fell in love with him.
    I was in his arms, and I was okay.
    I couldn’t feel his touch on me anymore. I could only feel the water that surrounded me. It was warm and gentle and dark. It reminded me of the waters of San Salvador, and I imagined that the beach there would be my heaven. I bathed myself in the water.
    I inhaled gently. My last breath.
    I was in his arms, and I was okay.
    The End.

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