The Butterfly Project

This is not mine, but i found it somewhere which will remain unnamed.. pass it along, you could change someone's life.

The Butterfly Project

The Rules are:

1. When you feel like you want to cut, take a marker, pen, or sharpies and draw a butterfly on your arm or hand.

2. Name the butterfly after a loved one, or someone that really wants you to get better.

3. You must let the butterfly fade naturally. NO scrubbing it off.

4. If you cut before the butterfly is gone, you’ve killed it. If you dont cut, it lives.

5. If you have more than one butterfly, cutting kills all of them.

6. Another person may draw them on you. These butterflies are extra special. Take good care of them.

7. Even if you don’t cut, feel free to draw a butterfly anyways, to show your support. If you do this, name it after someone you know that cuts or is suffering right now, and tell them. It could help.

Let Go.

He was rightfully yours,

but life plays tricks on you.

What’s there one moment,

may not be there the net,

What you may have you,

you may not have tomorrow.

But it’s time to let go.

Theres really no used holding on.

He’s slipping from your grip

and theres nothing you ca

n do.

‘Cause that’s just the way it is.

I guess there’s really no need to pursue what i cannot have,

Theres really no need to chase what i cannot get.

Goodbye

I sat up one night not able to sleep so i wrote this.

hope whoever's reading likes it ^_^

Sitting alone in the darkness of the night.

Not even the shine of the moon can make it right

Time has flow by like blood flows through our veins.
But no matter how long it has been i still feel all this pain

What is the meaning of life when all you do is cry?
Why do you fall in love just to say goodbye?
When is love truly found?
When you can't stand not having them around.

Awakening from the buzz of the bees
Not being used to not having you next to me.
I reach over but you're not there
How can i go on when you're not here?

What is the meaning of life when all you do is cry?
Why do you fall in love just to say goodbye?
When is love truly found?
When you can't stand not having them around.

I look around the room and i can see what's left of you
That old guitar, those worn out shoes, and that picture of your tattoo.
I remain still and start to cry
Finally I can say goodbye.

Hey

Hi World!

Since tomorrow's my first day of High School, I thought I might start a blog. Blog about me, about everything. I've never done this before, but I guess it's worth a shot. I'm not really sure how this blogging thing is supposed to be, so I'll do it my way. I don't know if anyone will read this, but I guess it doesn't really matter. This'll be for me, and anyone else who is interested. For me to be able to look back on and see how I was. For when I'm older to see how I've grown. For me to rant when I'm upset and I guess for me to talk to when I need to talk. Like i said, this is for me.

It's Just Me (:

-Katrina