The thing about chapters is they leave out so much of how i feel. the truth is that i fell like Butterfly, and Beauty did persist, but mind over matter and Heart over mind....that lead Butterfly to Late ( Read more... )

this is going to get good peoples...like someday yeah ( Read more... )

so this is how it is going to be? pretend you don't remember how i sound when the tears fall, nothing is thicker than blood babe. is it just me or is it all ganging up on me. so help it if i don't like as others do and if when i fall i turn in circles with my arms wide open. i like it when he smiles like that, and give me those arms any day, but ( Read more... )

remind the girl to keep her feet on the ground. don't smile like that when you think of what you know. memeory is safe and stays with you always, but watch out for the bottom that will drop out. promises are yet to be made spoken speech a song without a tune. you want so badly to learn to fly the wings you rented are still in the bag. wasted ( Read more... )

So as the night waned and the world turned Butterfly began an impressionable amount of thinking. her mind swam in what she knew was right and what the others wanted. constantly she felt as if she was lying to those that she held dear. Beauty begged for Butterfly to just "drop" Late. However, Butterfly knew better. She didn't want to turn on ( Read more... )

Xanga has called me out of hiding. get my name from Indy if you want to please me and pay a visit. same carly, same wierd laugh, but its on a new site. poor frank the sheep, will he even kknow i'm cheating on him?

tell me again how i lost the friend who came to me with open palms. wrist slit, inevitable. i layed down the paper and came to you, opened the window to let you in. don't pretend that i was not afraid, i was, and you sat calmly waiting for me to gather your pain and throw it away. i'm sorry i forgot how to tie those ropes and place them around ( Read more... )

a thing like this will last as long as both parties pay valid mind to the power they both hold for destruction. in some way you will grow and morphe into something more, but will you even notice? a marionette trailing in the wind under the power of a blood red moon. you should have questioned it less and moved with the ebbing flow of the gentle ( Read more... )

As Butterfly began to twist and turn in the realm that Late offered Beauty sat and watched with vicious eyes. for the life of her, Beauty could not understand how Late appealed to Butterfly. everything about him turned Beauty away and as she watched her firend fall she covered her own heart in fear of pain. Butterfly was so eager to be with Late ( Read more... )

days from now i will lay face down in a burial ground of pure white sand. as the flightless take to the sky my eyes will open to reveal the light that has burned its way into my pores. i will stand on shaking legs and search for something more then the spanse of open land and huge horizon ( Read more... )