I basically use Tumblr as a public journal. If you just so happen to come across my Tumblr you'll soon discover that music speaks to me and animals inspire me. I don't know whether I'm crazy because I'm lost or I'm lost because I'm crazy. Either way, this is who I am and I'm not hiding anymore.
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Stop Terrorism
I’m trying to wrap my head around terrorism. Why do they do it? I know it’s more complicated than pinpointing it down to one thing, but I think a major theme is that terrorists have been bullied, belittled, abused, harassed, or mistreated and they want to do that to others out of revenge... or maybe that’s all that they know. This is mostly in regards to lone wolf terrorists.
A lot of people bully others because they think they’re better than who they are bullying or that it will make them better. It makes them feel better to feel superior. We can thank the ego for that. But if you engage in bullying, you might as well be a terrorist yourself. The people on this planet have become SO toxic to each other. It’s not okay to bring someone down. If you bring them down, they are more likely to hurt others. They are more likely to become terrorists.
You are not superior. You are not inferior. You are human. I am human. We are all human. We should support each other and be kind to each other because of our shared humanity. If everyone could do this, we’d see major peace. And if we don’t do this, we will start seeing more terrorism and the pain will continue to spread. We will destroy ourselves through violence, and it will have all started with cruel words and actions just to satiate our ego.
Please start treating people better everywhere you go, in everything you do.
Stop terrorism.
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I can't tell you what I'm thinking I can't say what I want to say Because I feel every feeling And it gets in the way I don't want to tell you how to feel I just want you to be real You might lose control But oh the knowledge it will bring
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Butterfly Eye
A little over six years ago I was working on a book that was going to be titled "Butterfly Eye". It was a book where the main character represented me and because I have the shape of a butterfly in my eye I wanted to name it that. Well come to find out someone that was once very close to me is writing a book and they're using Butterfly Eye in their title. It's a good thing I'm never actually going to write that book and I was never 100% on the title but jeez how can you feel okay as a writer taking someone's original idea and using it as your own? It would make me feel so unoriginal and non-creative. I really just could not feel like a good person doing that. Welp just goes to show who the type of person they really are! I am seriously disgusted.
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Intentions
I need to write. Somehow, someway. I’ve written poetry, started multiple novels to never finish them, and now I think I should blog.
My intention is to help the world with writing. I feel like I need to say that because my intentions a lot of the time are misunderstood and I’m trying to understand why. I feel like I speak clearly or at least try to, but so many very close people to me seem to have developed pre-conceived notions about my intentions and it hurts me deeply. Even when I try to explain that something they thought wasn’t my intention they don’t listen. When I tell them it hurts they don’t care. They make me feel like I’m in the wrong, and I analyze and re-analyze what I said to make sure I didn’t say something wrong. If I did, I just want to fix it and make myself a better person.
Communicating is so important to me and I may not be perfect at it, but I just ask that when I say something, please believe me. I’m telling you the truth about how I feel and what I believe. That doesn’t mean you need to feel that way or believe it. I just ask that you try to understand where I’m coming from. Why I feel this way or believe this. I’m not asking you to agree with me, just to understand me.
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Why are you so scared? It will all be over soon.
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Flood: pronounced flude "It fluded." Blood: pronounced blude "I'm bluding!"
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My husband took this picture as lighting flashed. Our front yard looks like a dream
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