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About Me

Well hell I hate to talk about me so here goes nothing. I'm a mom, a daughter, a sister, an aunt, a friend, a student, and in my spare time I love to read. If you want more than that all you have to do is ask..John {

My Interests

Reading, Writing Poetry, Gardening, Movies, Music, Football, Did I mention I am a huge Aggie fan!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'd like to meet:

You know I have really thought about what to put in this section and I have decided that I would just like to meet people.....I know that sounds so generic but I have realized that if you are looking for one certain type of person to meet then you may very well miss out on one of the best friends you might ever have.

Music:

I like the following but I don't limit myself because I always find something new that enjoy: country, rock, jazz, rap/hip hop, classical, dance
my frazy music , movies and books !

Movies:

my frazy music , movies and books ! Just to name a few!

Television:

Big Brother, Amazing Race, Survivor, All CSI's, Grey's Anatomy, October Road, Brothers & Sisters, Desperate Housewives

Books:

The first time I read an excellent book, it is to me just as if I had gained a new friend. When I read a book over I have perused before, it resembles the meeting with an old one. -Oliver Goldsmith, The Citizen of the World (letter LXXXIII)Oh there are way too many to name but here are some of them:
my frazy music , movies and books !

Heroes:

A boy doesn't have to go to war to be a hero; he can say he doesn't like pie when he sees there isn't enough to go around.-Edward W. HoweYou don't love someone because they're perfect. You love them in spite of the fact that they're not. - Jodi Picoult (My Sister's Keeper)MySpace Codes

My Blog

A Teardrop

A Teardrop The silence of a teardrop is the loudest sound on earth. It amazes me that with one solitary action so many emotions can be heard. A teardrop screams our pain whenever we are hurt. A...
Posted by Butterfly Whispers on Fri, 19 Oct 2007 11:55:00 PST

Little Girl

Days, months, and years ago, a very young girl lost her soul. Adrift upon the waves of hate, any forgivness would have to wait. Never taking what she deserved, always giving what was her's. Letting IN...
Posted by Butterfly Whispers on Sat, 14 Jul 2007 12:32:00 PST

Hope

Hope is a four-letter word that needs to have a place in the world Never having Hope is the equivalent of never trying. Not knowing what is yet to come but hoping for the best, is the way that life...
Posted by Butterfly Whispers on Sat, 23 Jun 2007 08:03:00 PST

Desert Sands

Treading through on a journey across the desert we call life. Facing the storms of sand and wind that make up everyday life. Venturing through the grit and heat not thinking of footsteps to come Losi...
Posted by Butterfly Whispers on Sun, 17 Jun 2007 03:25:00 PST

Just for Me

How wonderful the feeling to be comfortable with Chaos where the randomness of Life's occurrences is understood along with Truth as Many where Perseverance will suffice to walk the many roads of this ...
Posted by Butterfly Whispers on Wed, 11 Apr 2007 01:21:00 PST

Memories

Shaken from my intoxicating slumber by the salty sadness upon my face Scarred by careless images seared into my mind Harrowing reflections of nights spent in chaos Casting my destiny into the hands o...
Posted by Butterfly Whispers on Wed, 28 Mar 2007 10:18:00 PST

Just Be You

Yourself Faces changing everyday The same but different is what they say Needing to know where you are In order to get to the brighter star Living for everyone but yourself Never a moment to se...
Posted by Butterfly Whispers on Fri, 12 Jan 2007 10:28:00 PST

Release

Release Lost in the DESPERATION the darkness CHOKES the dawn. Finding PEACEFUL SOLITUDE within the depths of anger. The usefulness of INDIGNATION apparent in the viciousness of t...
Posted by Butterfly Whispers on Wed, 08 Nov 2006 07:15:00 PST

Letting Go

Sometimes you have to just forgive and let things go. I know for me that isn't always the easiest thing to do. I have given myself a release in my poetry. I hope that as you read this you ...
Posted by Butterfly Whispers on Tue, 26 Sep 2006 12:12:00 PST

Tribute to a Friend

Soaring Little whispers behind the door, giggles felt vibrating through the floor. All the smiles see through the years, the ins and outs of growing fears. She played and laughed and grew so bold, she...
Posted by Butterfly Whispers on Wed, 20 Sep 2006 06:41:00 PST