ButterflyxWings

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Joined: March 18, 2012
Last Seen: 1 decade
user id: 284773
Music
Asking Alexandria, A Day to Remember, Alll Time Low, We Came as Romans, Motionless in White, Blood on the Dance Floor, Black Veil Brides, Mac Miller,  Title Fight, Tra nsit, The Suit, Falling in Reverse, Sleeping with Sirens

About this girl
Hey there and welcome to my profile! I'm just your typical broken 17 year old girl trying to survive in this crazy world. I've spent hours talking people out of suicide and telling them I love them, sometimes I just wish someone would do the same for me. My best two best friends live on the other end of the country. I dance, drum, ski, surf and longboard (only in the summer though). And they make up my life. I live by my music, the music I make and the that I dance to I don't know what I would do without it. That's pertty much it, anything else comment I'll comment back, follow me, I'll follow back. Thanks for reading.
R.I.P Kayne <3
I'll see you at the gates

Btw, you can change th title of the box to anything you want.
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Quotes by ButterflyxWings

When you're feeling safe in your skin
Maybe we'll meet again
When you're feeling down in Kingston
Maybe we'll meet again
 
Title Fight-Safe in your Skin
 
Today I made a decision.
I am done. Done drinking and smoking and partying.
I know I will get judged for this quote, but I know no one else I tell this to would support me or care.
I didn't do it all the time, and I've only smoked twice, but on New Year's Eve a few of my friends brought alcohol to my house. I wasn't drunk, or even buzzed, but my friends were. My friend's girlfriend told her parents that we were drinking. That was it for me.
In the time it took me to realize her parents weren't going to do anything about it I realized that I would have gotten in trouble for something I wasn't participating in.
I realized how stupid it was, and that I don't actually enjoy it that much. I asked myself why I was doing these things, and realized it wasn't because it was fun, I barely remembered the fun times; but because I was being pressured by my friends, and it was the "cool" thing to do.
I don't actually like not having control over my body and my decisions.
I don't enjoy getting wasted, and I don't like having to lie to my parents.
I know this won't be easy, but I am doing what is right for me.
I know my friends are going to pressure and judge me, but this is MY choice now.
I know it's going to be hard, but I made a promise to myself.
 and I am done.



That awkward moment when



You find out half the world has seen you half naked thanks to a girl who tweeted a picture of you in a bra and booty shorts playing strip bp...yeah that happened...
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I have decided that I will enjoy life from now on. Every minute of it, because you never know when it will be your last. I will not stress, I will relax. I will not cry, I will smile. I am glad for every breath I take, and thankful for everything I have. I will not let the small things get to me, or the big things. I am proud of myself, what I have done, what I have overcome, and who I am. And I will not let anyone take that away from me.
 

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He told me he cared, he made me feel special. I fell for it and gave him everything, and he stopped talking to me. But I don't regret it, nor am I upset. I will not let a boy destroy me again. I will be OK.

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When I look in the mirror now,

I actually feel pretty. I wasn't that attractive in elemantary and middle school but I grew out of that and although some people hate it, when a guy says I'm hot, it makes my day. It doesn't happen that often but when it does I can't stop smiling.


I'm in a long distancerelationship.
At first, I was so glad that he couldn't see the scars, the scale, the tears, he only sees what I want him too. But I've realized he truly cares and I am trying so, so hard to not do any of this, for him. It's killing me but I know it's making him happy. I will do this for him, even if no one else, not even myself, cares enough.


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276 miles
that is what is separating me from him
the only thing keeping me from his arms
and although im willing to wait until the end of the world for him, it still kills me.

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Confesstion Number 2



I dance pointe, up on your toes on a box of packed sawdust. I love the pain. Being able to work through it makes me feel beautiful.
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Confesstion  Number 1



I gave up my scissors for lent, and my bracelets that hide my scars. I'm counting down the days until lent is over.
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