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Phase 1 Is Complete

 So I deleted my Reddit. This means I basically have no readers again. So I haven't been posting. Although really I should be posting more because of it. Anyways I posted about an update. So here it is: Phase 1 of my 10 year plan is complete. It is known that I bailed on everything to start over. The Break Away Experience 2.0. It's my 10 year plan. Having broken up the 10 year plan into phases I'll show you the goals of Phase 1. This is what I wanted done when I moved into the homeless shelter. 1. Enroll in college. ✅️  2. Get a full time job. ✅️  3. Find a house before school starts. ✅️  4. Get my license back and insurance. ✅️  So I'm officially onto Phase 2 now. I'm just a regular person again. I'm not homeless, I'm not poor, I'm not on probation or dealing with legal issues, I'm just a hardworking, student, paying my rent on time, saving money, and doing good.  I probably smoke too much weed and I still wish my ex was here, but fuck it. I'm d...

I Still Miss Her.

 I've tried dating again, but talking to these other women just make me miss her more. And it's not fair how many people had their time wasted because I just ghost them without hooking up, or second dates, or any follow up whatsoever. I'm not proud of that. But they're not who I want. They're not her. I may just stay single forever.  -Butterfly. 

Let's Fucking Do This!

 You ever hear what I've heard? That you're crazy? Well shit... let me tell you something so that we can set this straight right now. Its not crazy if it works. At least we have balls. Its not us! We don't live our lives based off of the opinions of those who couldn’t take one step in our shoes, let alone a fucking mile. So shoot that shit. Crazy? Nah... I don't subscribe to that punk ass shit. Walk your walk dawg. Talk your talk dawg. And I'll do mine. You like the echo chambers? You like being told who the fuck you are? Poser! Drink your wine then tell me about addiction! Replace your dead beat loser ass mom with some AA cunt. I hated my mom too, but she can't be replaced! At least she taught me how to stand the fuck up and say it with my chest! This is MY life. I'm not going to Hell! I refuse Heaven. All that shit is is a state of mind! Jesus? He's dead.  Watch the death. Taste the death.  Walk hundreds of miles and run for your life.  Watch the death...

I May Have Some HUGE News Soon!!!

 Stay tuned. The Break Away Experience 2.0 may be "experiencing" a MAJOR upgrade pretty soon here! -Butterfly

I Talked To A Friend

 I talked to a friend. A friend? I talked to a friend today and I heard. I talked to a friend today and was heard. I talked to a friend today and saw. Was seen. Believed.  I believe I learned something about belief. It can be the mortar that holds the bricks of our future together.  The humming birds nectar. Or it can be the hammer that chisels away the foundations of our destiny.  The rats poison.  I talked to a friend today and I see.  -Butterfly 

I Don't Even Know What To Write

 But I write because I have to. I write so I have an outlet. I write so I can see I have a soul. I write and hear what I'm too confused to say. I write to combat myself.  I'm going back to Idaho. I guess I could say a thing or two about that.  But no...  I won't today. Not now at least. I have 35 minutes to kill before school starts and this too could be spoken about. My gratitude... My impatience.  But no... I won't today. Not now at least.  So I'll end it here for today. I wrote and through this I feel better. Even though nobody will see it.  -Butterfly 

Where Are You Reading From?

 As I've stated before, I absolutely ADORE hearing from those of you Break Aways who are unlucky enough to land on my blog. Comments light my day! So tell ya ol pal Butterfly...  Where are you reading from? I really want this blog to be "active". I dont want this to just be about me. I'd love to hear from you guys! And if anyone ever wants to talk....  butterflymisita@gmail.com