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  1. Onism* Onism*
    posted a quote
    April 20, 2014 1:44pm UTC
    715 quotes; 19,617 favourites; 2 years,1 month and
    2 days,
    and it all comes down to this:
    I feel like I've outgrown Witty for the past couple of months, and my time on here is coming to a close.
    So thank you, Witty, for being a wonderful site; to everyone that has favourited/commented/supported me
    And finally, thank you Steve, for creating Witty.
    I honestly don't know what my life would have been like for the past 2 years without it.
    So this is it,
    Goodbye Witty

    format by Cosima2

  2. Onism* Onism*
    posted a quote
    April 14, 2014 3:34pm UTC
    the first program i saw on my new television was a
    warning-sign, reality-check cold-water slap
    on the coffee table.
    It was a documentary about a troubled family--
    the boy blamed his mother
    his mother blamed the father
    and the father, well the father
    wasn't around to blame anyone,
    except in bruises, cuts and most painful
    silence. sometimes, wounds heal,
    but leave scars like imprints of each word
    spearing the skin in anger, and even
    confrontational therapy does not help,
    because you don't know hate until you
    hate the people you love,
    and you don't know love until you
    love the people you hate and,
    "boys dont cry.
    boys aren't weak.
    get up!"
    Gangmates and gateway drugs unlatched
    doors to him that
    let him have the illusion of free
    but in reality, when the covalent bonds of
    self hatred and self destruction collide
    with new-found hope in hopeless plants, hopeless situations,
    the result is deadlier, and more unforgiving than
    your own father threatening to end you with a knife
    three times in a row
    "get up, boys dont cry!"
    Sure, he was intoxicated but drunks words are sober
    thoughts, they say, a waste of space, you are thrash;
    i am thrash, the
    boy scrawled in the sand, the same way
    others draw hearts.
    And he was angry, so angry. So guilty and full
    of shame,
    had a deep rooted sadness that
    could be shovelled out from his chest like soil.
    maybe we can never get rid of it completely
    but we can change it, plant new seeds where old
    weeds decomposed; they said the hardest part is
    letting yourself be helped and be rerooted, they said the
    hardest part is deciding what to plant, where to re-soil
    Because bad thoughts are like dominoes, kid,
    one falls and the rest follow.
    they are the pungent
    smell of decaying words--"get up! boys aren't weak!"
    Thing is, he did get up:
    he got up in the mornings when
    the world screamed symphonies of loathing at him;
    he got up when words whizzed past, merely inches
    from hitting nerves;
    he got up like there was fire at his heels;
    he got up when he discovered boys cancry.
    Sometimes, all you need is time,
    too bad documentaries only last an
    format by Cosima2

  3. Onism* Onism*
    posted a quote
    April 13, 2014 3:30pm UTC
    The reason teenage girls hang out in odd numbers

  4. Onism* Onism*
    posted a quote
    March 30, 2014 1:56pm UTC
    In the spring of last year,
    we tried to grow summer
    in our ribcages,
    And by october, the leaves
    had already wilted down
    to our stomachs.
    They decomposed doubly fast,
    and we blamed it on the PH,
    since we didn't know any better.
    Come winter,
    we look after everything except our
    (it burns like gasoline)
    Because we're too scared of burning
    each other,
    terrified that if we let our happiness go beyond
    What we know,
    let it burst like rainbow gas through our lungs
    spreading, spreading through our veins like blood
    with each heartbeat the sound of your feet
    on the pavement.
    If we let our joy consume us,
    one day, it will end shrink doubly fast,
    and this time,
    we won't have the PH to blame
    (SH)(format by cosima2--all credit to her :) )

  5. Onism* Onism*
    posted a quote
    March 1, 2014 5:04pm UTC
    other poets write about unrequited love,
    and slit-worthy wrists stained
    and cherry lips that leave blossoms
    on each cheek they brush.
    other poets write about missing the
    person who makes you feel like
    youre on fire, and each touch just
    ignites you further.
    other poets write about hurt so deep
    the oceans wave in jealousy; hurt
    caused by men that smoke death sticks
    and always leave their ashes by the bedside.
    other poets write how waking up to an empty
    house with only peaches as apology notes
    ring like high pitched screams in caves or
    maybe just car alarms.
    other poets write about the clandestine loves
    with firework-cracker girls tracing entire
    witty novels on kitchen countertops using
    only their matchstick fingertips.
    i write about how peaches rot so quickly;
    how missing someone who doesnt
    exist is the worst form
    of loneliness;
    how i have no voices in my mind
    but have a lifetime of undone
    experiences to unravel and no words
    to cut you with.
    i write about unstable introverts,
    who believe 2am is no different
    to any other go.ddam.n hour of the day.
    i write poems in the form of compulsive liars,
    because truth is,
    im not a poet all all.

  6. Onism* Onism*
    posted a quote
    February 9, 2014 3:03pm UTC
    So I went to download Flappy Bird the other day and I was looking through the Customer Reviews section, and I KID YOU NOT, THIS IS AN ACTUAL REVIEW:
    "Why can't the god dang bird get lip surgery?
    A bird has a beak for gods sake, you nasty bu.tthole.
    How is the bird supposed to pick up his worms?
    They would just keep slipping out of his mouth.
    I also don't get how the bird doesn't just call a plumber to get rid of the pipes so he can get to where he needs to go.
    My high score is 9 because his huge lips hit the pipe every time.
    The bird is way too fat, what does he does in his spare time when he's not trying to dodge these pipes from Mario?
    This is bird is fat."

  7. Onism* Onism*
    posted a quote
    February 2, 2014 4:22pm UTC
    It's 2pm on a Wednesday; you don't feel like
    talking, so we sit in silence
    staring at the static on your tv, like
    it's our favourite show.
    You're cross-legged eating custard creams
    and milky tea,
    I'm perched on the edge of your sofa, my
    hands clenched in my pockets
    As if its -2 outside.
    But -2 is the average temperature of sadness,
    And we're not sad, we're only
    falling apart at the seams.
    What else do you expect from
    worn-out teens?
    the custard cream
    drops into your tea, the static screen
    turns electric blue;
    the power's out and the feelings, too.
    You cry; I pretend it's laughter and
    I laugh along
    'til the noise leaks out of my eyes.
    You say, "they come no matter
    what, don't they?"
    That's why we laugh when
    the shutters rattle,
    and I laugh when your fist
    makes contact with my face,
    at the old cracks
    along your wrist,
    when the tea mug
    and I laugh when our 'friendship'
    does the same.

  8. Onism* Onism*
    posted a quote
    January 31, 2014 4:04pm UTC
    One of the most valuable life lessons one can learn is to go to dinner ten minutes after your parents call you because it won't be done and your life is lie youre adopted

  9. Onism* Onism*
    posted a quote
    January 25, 2014 2:41pm UTC
    It seems I'm
    at my worst
    when you're
    at your best

  10. Onism* Onism*
    posted a quote
    January 23, 2014 3:08pm UTC
    There's no such thing as,
    "Getting over people"
    they're not >>> bridges;
    //// you can't just cross them
    Whenever you feel like it

  11. Onism* Onism*
    posted a quote
    January 18, 2014 11:50am UTC
    "High school's the place where dreams go to die."
    -the downtown fiction
    Format by Breeze

  12. Onism* Onism*
    posted a quote
    December 24, 2013 4:10pm UTC
    Sometimes you just keep sinking and sinking, and one day you'll drown and wonder what became of your life

  13. Onism* Onism*
    posted a quote
    December 11, 2013 4:17pm UTC
    The first time he left me,
    I convinced myself it was
    because he ran out of fuel
    halfway through his journey
    to mars, and me,
    and the only way was to leave.
    The next time he left me,
    he fed me excuses like soup
    about how he'd conquered entire
    planets, and defeated aliens,
    So he could be here,
    And left basking in my guilt.
    The third time, I found,
    he'd tried to bring me the sun
    as an apology, and singed
    his hand as a proof,
    and a one-way ticket to apology.
    Fourth--well, I believed it was
    the fault of the orbit, of the timing,
    of the chance,
    of everything but him.
    The last time he left me,
    I cut off his radar
    and told him if he pressed
    the red "emergency" button this time,
    he'd only be greeted with
    Format by Breeze

  14. Onism* Onism*
    posted a quote
    December 7, 2013 12:07pm UTC
    Today, I woke up from
    Dreams of you,
    To the buzzing sound
    Of a moth burning to
    Death on a lightbulb
    Above my bed.
    And I couldn't help but think,
    It was because the moth
    Went for something that
    Wanted to shine way too bright
    To see anything, anything, in front of it.
    And we all know that only leads to
    At 03:07 sharp, every piece of the jigsaw puzzle
    Fell into place,
    And it turns out the picture
    Is not of you
    But a moth silhouette
    Hanging off the lightbulb,
    Daring to think it belongs.
    But what's the difference anyway?
    Every shadow still seems to spell out
    "Get over it"

  15. Onism* Onism*
    posted a quote
    December 5, 2013 4:31pm UTC
    "'Cause I'd love to feel love, but I can't stand rejection
    I hide behind my jokes as a form of protection
    I thought I was close but under further inspection
    It seems I've been running in the wrong direction"
    - Passenger (The wrong direction)
    Format by Breeze
    Format by Breeze

  16. Onism* Onism*
    posted a quote
    November 28, 2013 3:23pm UTC

  17. Onism* Onism*
    posted a quote
    November 27, 2013 12:33pm UTC
    One of the most difficult things in the world is
    when you know how to do something and you have to watch someone else doing it wrong, without telling them

  18. Onism* Onism*
    posted a quote
    November 26, 2013 4:06pm UTC
    Lost my soul on the run lllllllllllll
    lllllll So I went back to Earth,
    Tripped and fell in the GLORIFIED DIRT
    format by sufflesxoxo_O

  19. Onism* Onism*
    posted a quote
    November 23, 2013 1:20pm UTC
    Time's racing
    >>> (Please slow down)<<<
    -I've got to find my way out-
    I'm hopeless
    >>>(But hoping)<<<
    ♥ My lungs won't fail me now ♥
    'Cause I'm still breathing

    format by sufflesxoxo_O DONOTREMOVE

  20. Onism* Onism*
    posted a quote
    November 16, 2013 10:01am UTC
    "And I'll be here by the ocean
    Just waiting for proof
    That there's sunsets and silhouette dreams,
    All my sandcastles fall like the ashes of cigarettes
    And every wave drags to sea "
    format by sufflesxoxo_O DO NOT REMOVE


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