Ok so I have discovered my old witty account and turns out my old laptop has the old password. Ever look back on your posts and think: Wow, I was one moody teenager ? It's like travelling back in time!
I am at work and Im literally on the bathroom floor crying. I was taking xrays on an 85 year old woman; she was scared to be at the dentist office. I talked her through her xrays and as I walked her to her exam room, she grabbed my hand and she called to the waiting room, crying, "Victor, hunny, I'm not so scared anymore!" I instantly got teary eyed. He eventually came into the exam room and he kissed her on the forehead and sat by her. That was gunna be us.
During the summer, there was a girl. I, however, was not responsible for anything that happened between us. She was the one who would talk about wanting to kiss me. She was the one who asked if I liked her. She was the one who curled into my side when we watched movies. My relationship with her didn't last—whether it existed at all could be debated—but the effect that it has on me endures. Maybe if it had lasted longer, I would have learnt her confidence. I could use it. I wish I had the courage to break this social protocol I constructed in my head and ask you to tea for me and whatever you want for you. Or the guts to take your phone and scare it with my selfies. Or maybe the insanity to reach for your hand. I promise I won't propose anything rash. We don't have to become a promise-ring-wearing, take-on-the-world-because-we-won't-fall duo. I'm not sure I'd want that. But what would be wrong with laying on the grass during the summer and alternating between reading excerpts of e.e.cummings and sharing bad puns? I know damn well that by now you've figured out that I'm secretly a romantic, but I have a suspicion that you are, too. But the one thing about two shy introverts is that nothing will ever happen if fate doesn't shove them together.
I always write when they have left because then the story is over because then I can tell it so you got lucky I got the diseases you cursed to me you got the misery you wanted to create and I have no foul taste in my mouth when I call your name and named someone else my treasure things turned around and we never hated each other but it was no love
Andjela * posted a quote
November 15, 2015 5:21pm UTC
And now as I pack my bags, I start to realize that this will be the life I live. I will never find a home, I will never settle down. I don't want to stop keeping up with the world and its wonders. I know that goodbyes will recur, but I also know that they won't be painful. I'll be escaping reality one plane trip at a time, running away from all the drama and pointless conversations. That's a good life to live, to just go everywhere and learn more about yourself.
I always knew you blamed me for everything wrong with the both of us but today it really hit me. You honestly thought the worst of me, I never did any of those things on purpose. I really did try to help what was going on but both of us knew that wasn't going to work and pretty much gave up. Maybe it was for the best and maybe it wasn't, for some reason today it's really bothering me a huge part of me wants to ask you to go get dinner and talk it all over and figure out what realy happened and another part tells me no because I will probably take too much out on myself. Beyond conflicted...
So strange coming on Witty after all this time.. Been a member since 2010 and it's strange seeing top quotes of the month get like 200 and something likes when someone could get about 500 in a day :/ I miss the old witty.