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"You don't start out writing good stuff. You start out writing crap and thinking it's good stuff, and then gradually you get better at it. That's why I say one of the most valuable traits is persistence." ~Octavia Butler

[butterflyprincessfyi]

About Edward Scissorhands...

So I just watched Edward Scissorhands with my girl, and I’ll have to say it left me very unsatisfied with the ending. So hear me out.

The little girl getting told the story grows up and becomes a prostethics master. She earns a ton of money and spends her free time engineering a pair of hands that will work for Edward. She then goes to the mansion on the hill and meets Edward herself, and introduces herself as Kim’s granddaughter and says she’s come to help him. Edward gets his hands and she teaches him how to use his new hands to do hair like he used to and buys him a barber shop. He opens a successful barber shop and becomes loves by the community. And then, best yet, Kim’s granddaughter realizes he doesn’t age and finds the blueprints for his design and creates a female for him so that he won’t have to stay young while the person he loves grows old. They fall in love, rebuild the mansion and clean it up real nice, and open it up for visitors to the expertly coiffed garden. It becomes a landmark for all to see. And soon Edward is friends with all the neighbors and is loved by all. And so is his robo wife. And maybe something about adopting and raising children. Or maybe a mini Edward and edwina. Idk, but something to do with kids.

[alienspaceson]

Lance + 4 hugs

The chin on shoulder hug, hug from behind, koala hug, and the PIDGE-YOU’RE-SO-TINY-LEMME-AT-IT-hug. 

[dayleg]

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i pitched down the squiddle song so it sounds like a normal voice and im laughing rly hard

[feraldruids]

IS THAT HUSSIE SINGING

[albatrossthesoup]

………yes

[cool-kid-megido]

#i feel like i shouldnt have ever heard this

[butterflyprincessfyi]

... Omg...

[butterflyprincessfyi]

Bring Back Robin Williams!

We are trying to get as many people to play the game Jumanji as possible. The more people who play, the higher a chance we have of rolling a five or eight! #bringbackrobinwilliams #jumanji #robinwilliams

[butterflyprincessfyi]

This would be the definition of mine and my moirail's relationship (me=nepeta/gamzee) chippyyyz

[butterflyprincessfyi]

Dear followers, You see my face and would never guess there is anything wrong. Yet look inside and you’ll see the inner monologue of hateful things hat I battle against every day. However, I have learned, through much love and support that these inner monologues don’t have to define who I am. That I can be me, and not care what the monologue says. I am raising awareness for invisible disorders, and gathering support for those people who struggle with things that no one can even see. I want everyone out there who may think they are alone to know that you are loved by me, and many others. Join the list of survivors, and spread hope by making a post similar to this and tag it #hopeforinvisibledisorders 💖

[butterflyprincessfyi]

Baby Blues

+ The symbol of either total excitement or complete dread. The symbol of a planned child, or a failed romance between two stupid teenagers. The symbol of love or hate. But mostly, it's the symbol of a woman's first step into the miracle that is pregnancy and childbirth. A year ago, I began my life of trying to be a parent. Time after countless time of unprotected sex... And still no baby to call my own. There was once, but it was halted with a miscarriage 3 weeks in--not even long enough for me to get the cute little + on the test. This is a very depressing thing to me--I have wanted to be a mother as long as I can remember. But unfortunately, fate has made this very difficult for me, with the unfortunate disease call Overian Cystitus. At age 17 I had to get half of one ovary and three quarters of the other removed, causing my menstrual cycles to come to a halt. So me, someone who would be able to be a good parent, is punished for something that I didn't even do with sterility. Here's what makes my struggle harder. Every day I'm hearing about teenagers who fooled around and got pregnant. Why is it that it is so easy for someone so young to pop out babies they don't even want, yet those of us who do want them can't even manage to make it through the first week, let alone the first trimester. It's simply unfair Till next time, Butterflyprincess

[butterflyprincessfyi]

What am I?

Not necessarily what am I, in a sense of being literal. But what am I in a sense of “what am I to you?”

Reasons....god I am currently hating that word, and even though I cannot stay angry with you for long it fuels a flame that is only growing. Slowly, but surely. One look in your eyes and I know what ‘reasons’ means. But who am I to judge your life’s choices? Who am I to tell you everything that you are so deluded towards is nothing but a big lie?

Obsessions run deep. Deeper than even love. But it seems to me that there comes a time when each obsession needs to come to an end. It’s a childish wish that needs to no longer be clung to--reality must be faced. 

You were offered a home--a place of security, where things would be kept orderly and clean, and everyone would be welcome and everyone would get along. Well, for the most part. A place where everyone cares for/about you more than you can even begin to imagine. And yet it is given up for what? A hoarder’s home, that’s full of turmoil, never clean, smelly all the time, with people that don’t care nearly as much as you think they might. But who am I to tell you I don’t like your life choices? Who am I to say I think you’re making some of the stupidest decision of your life based on a blind obsession that runs your every decision.

So what am I? Just the replacement that isn’t quite as good as the real thing? A tool, to try and get a rise of jealousy? A placeholder that will be discarded as soon as you get what it is you REALLY want? I don’t even know what to think. Truth be told, I care a lot. I pester because I care. I challenge your obsession every time I see you because I want you to one day see how ridiculous and unhealthy it has become.

You mean a lot to me, but truly...truly...do I mean a damn thing to you at all?

[isolate]

It’s okay not to enjoy the music but if you don’t like them as people then you’re either perfect or a massive dick. I think I know which one. -don’t remove credit.

[riverrei]

This made me want to cry and love the band that much more.

[butterflyprincessfyi]

butterflyprincessfyi:        Love. Respect. OMG.

[butterflyprincessfyi]

Life is a sexually transmitted disease...Everyone who gets it, dies.

Steven Stary

[interrobangbangbang]

[smilingwaffles]

Naughty boys but clever teehee :]

[butterflyprincessfyi]

Heehee

[butterflyprincessfyi]

Dear Tumblr,

I am having a very difficult time right now. It's hard to say that the world is anywhere near perfect, but sometimes, you could only wish that some people would give up their bigoted ways, and realize the world is much different than it was thousands of years ago.

What initially brings me to this is a book I am reading called "Sing you Home." In the book, there is a church using religion to say that a same-sex couple is immoral and wrong and that they cannot have the right to have a baby because the child will be raised in an illegitimate household. People can't just "choose" to be gay. In fact, it's usually an inborn thing, whether people want to believe the studies or not. For example, my best friend, and ex-lover, is ad gay as they come. She has never enjoyed being with a man, and never liked the thought of men as a life-partner. Ever in her life. Yet she is a very religious person. She prayed and prayed to God to take the gay away, and yet, here she is today, engaged to a wonderful woman who makes her so happy in her life. If being gay were a choice, or a mistake, wouldn't God have answered her prayers and made her straight? He never ignored her prayers before, why would he suddenly change his mind unless it were for the fact that she was not made wrong?

Okay, so another religious hate that I cannot stand is saying all Pagans worship the Devil. That is like saying all vegetarians are vegan. They don't always go together--you can be Pagan without Devil worship. People have told me over and over that my problems stem from s disbelief in God, and that if I weren't Pagan everything would be better. Here's the thing...I do believe in God. I believe in Jesus Christ as a person. I believe I have been saved by the Mercy of the Lord. But I have also been saved and carried by the great Lady as well. I have awoken from terrifying dreams to the comfort of a woman's voice, softly reassuring me until I was no longer alone. I have walked alongside our Great Mother in her Garden. I have spoken with the Lord, and walked with him in Eden. I have seen the rise and fall of many. I have been watched and loved all my life. So to tell me that I can't be Pagan just because it's not the Christian way? I don't know what you might be playing at, but I feel as if that's a bigot's way of saying that if I don't do things your way, there's no way that I could be right. Not that there's any true way of knowing who's right and who's wrong. I believe all our faith will lead us to the same place on day. Our light will snuff out the darkness. We will live together again as one people united under the Deity (or Deities, whichever you believe) that will save us all and bring us to eternal grace and life. But in order to do so, we must come together in LOVE not HATE. Love your brother/neighbor/sister. Do onto others as you would like them to do onto you. An it Harm none, do what ye will. Ever mind the law of three. Be the best person you can, because you never know what will be waiting for you in the next lifetime. Or if it will be your last.

That's all I have for Today-- Till Next time, The Butterfly Princess.

[butterflyprincessfyi]

Food For Thought

Just a thought here...I really think too much when I am overtired and can't sleep. But some food for thought on some things I have been thinking very hard on lately.

As mentioned in a previous post, I am in love with my best friend. He makes me want to be a better person, and shows me how. Tells me that it's going to be okay when I feel at my lowest, always has dropped everything when I showed up on his doorstep in tears, or in  a panic needing a friend to help me through. I don't think he really even can begin to understand how much it means to me that he has been here for me all this time. But here's the thing I find myself coming back to every day. Yes, I love him, but what kind of love is it truly?

His favorite thing to say to me is "you're my friend, and I care about you." Which is basically to me saying "you've been friendzoned." But that's okay. I mean, he's in my friendzone too, regardless of the feelings I have for him. Sure, my feelings go beyond that of simple friendship, but that doesn't really mean I'm set on pursuing anything more. I love our cuddly-wrestle-around-make-perverted-jokes-that-borderline-totally-crossing-the-line, type relationship. He's one of the few people I can be totally myself with, and not care about whether I'm a little bit weird or not. I can only hope that the feelings of wanting to keep this friendship going remain mutual.

Lately things have been getting rougher between us. I don't know what is causing it. Well, I guess I do. My temper has been getting the best of me, I just haven't been able to show him the appreciation that he deserves from me. I take full responsibility for my actions, but at the same time I can truly say that the BPD (Borderline Personality Disorder) has been starting to control my life again with all the stress that I have been going through and it's showing in the way I treat the people I hold nearest and dearest. I am not proud of myself for letting this happen. I wish I knew how to fix things. Right now I'm struggling with only being able to shake them up. 

Put simply, he is my Moirail--my one person set to even me out and function as some of my better qualities, or moreso, since we are humans, not trolls, help to bring those better qualities out (if you don't understand this reference, you need to read Homestuck). This pairing, though sometimes confused for that of a Matesprit (which I have already found--and again, more on Troll Romance if you read Homestuck), is more based on what the humans would call a platonic relationship, though the bond tends to go a little bit deeper than that of a friendship would appear on the surface. He evens me out in the places that I am a little rough around the edges. Keeps me sane. Reminds me that I am human, and make mistakes and shouldn't let them get in the way of living a healthy and happy life. I am terrified to lose one of the few people I hold so close to my heart. I have no intention of wanting to be Matesprits, it'd get too weird. I just want my Moirail back in the way it used to be before things started to get complicated. When we would just enjoy each other's company in as many ways as we could manage in one 12 hour period. 

So to come to my conclusion of what kind of love this is, it is a very pale one. The one where I want him to be happy and to live his life in the way he deems the fullest. The one where, even though I may be jealous of any girl he starts giving extra attention to, I bite my lip and say nothing because I know it would be something he pursues for his happiness. I just don't want to see him make the mistake of living his life under the manipulation of another. If there's one thing I know, it's that I care more than I can begin to put into words to him. That I am afraid that he will not be able to see the difference between true romance, and total lies manipulation. I am trying so hard to have faith that he can take care of himself and let him grow into who he is to become. I just fear the worst. And want to protect. It's in my nature. It's who I am and will always be. Even though I can be volatile and bitchy, underneath is the softest person, just trying to reach out and say "I will always be right here."

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Until Next Time, The Butterfly Princess

[butterflyprincessfyi]

Why?

The mixed signals are killing me, don't you know what it is they say? One minute you're my very best friend, and the next you've gone away I wish I could try to understand, the things that come between, But yet I come up empty, no answers, incomplete I wish I could say I miss you, yet somehow I don't know, if I'm even allowed to care, or if I should just go   To feel this way is a weakness, to care is an empty hole, Please tell me my friend, why must you suddenly go?

[alittlefallofmorninglight-blog]

I work in a deli of my local super market, and saw this on my way in to my shift this morning. Whovian of the bakery, I will find you.

[butterflyprincessfyi]

butterflyprincessfyi:           I can't believe someone actually did this! I love it!   

[thatvampiremoney]

[incredibly-cold]

I think you mean wonderful analogies these are beautiful

[tanknaka]

please number 9 is the greatest thing i have ever read

[vikadou]

i am l uaghing so ha rd at 4

[smilingwaffles]

Oh…my…goodness this is wonderful.

[butterflyprincessfyi]

I have to say, these are pretty darn funny :))

[eymo]

what if we’re all characters in a book

[eymo]

WHAT IF WHEN YOU FORGET WHAT YOU WERE GOING TO SAY IT’S THE AUTHOR BACKSPACING

[eymo]

guys why isn’t everyone reblogging this it’s a scientific breakthrough

[the-trench-coat-fandom-deactiva]

and when you’ve had a sense that you’ve been through a certain day or moment before, it’s cuz the author is re-writing the same part of the story, just with better context

[demet3r]

[misscatholmes]

Dude, my author fucking sucks.