How can I reach the world? How can I reach the world? And how too can I allow the world to reach me? I believe I have something to offer those who are now like I used to be. To say "You DO have power"! Don't you see this simple yet awesome fact? You have power. And if you truly believe in a God, and that that God is perfect in all of their ways, then so too are you perfect. Even though you fuck up. Belief in oneself is such a challenge. But you have power. Stand up, stiffen that upper lip, and have faith that Something greater than you gave you the power to survive such a twisted, marvelous, tragic, glorious, evil, and in sync would we call home. Rise up! Rise up! How can I reach this world? -Butterfly
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I Still Miss Her.
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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. They're not her. I may just stay single forever. -Butterfly.
Let's Fucking Do This!
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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 Talked To A Friend
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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
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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?
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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