My Story Ch1
On the way to school we sang rip out the wings of a butterfly by h.i.m, luckly cam had it on his ipod because no one could remember the words. "good news x 2, bad news, and really crappy news. crappy new, we're here.
Bomb Shelter
Although she wasn't much of a social butterfly herself, cass got the impression that thomas surpassed her in being introverted.
Chapter Five - Quiet Night
My stomach can't seem to escape the tingling of the butterfly's dance, the intimate images that had taken residence in my thoughts provoking my desire for closeness. _c'mon, dave, you need sleep.
The Risen Curtain - Chapter 8: Visitation
The strangest thing about that butterfly was that nick was sure that it was the very same butterfly that had companied nick to his apartment in the night immediately previous of the busting. not that it helped in the least.
The Chronicles of Vaahn - Karma
Jakob felt the butterflies in his stomach become increasingly frantic as the dark reality of his situation set in. the butterflies caught fire as the accusations washed over him, flying up inside her and burning her heart and lungs.
Chapter 1 Everything Is New
Vee say in shock and can't move because of fear, but alvin then jump to back and kick frank back hard to make him fall to the ground but before frank fall to the ground he already threw his butterfly knife at vee, at high speed alvin shot that butterfly knife
The End Of All Hope?
The mouse a pink butterfly on his back, the fox a dragon in white on his arms. the hyena? he left behind his red markings, one his arms legs and face. as the hyena slowly padded away, a solemn looking liger took his place.
Blood Rose-6
He looked back at her as she chased one of the few remaining butterflies in the field with the joyfulness of a child, "you willing to come that far?"
Internal Conflict
Chad was the first boy that gave me butterflies at this school. of course, he gave _all_ the girls butterflies.
My Kitty Chapter 23
I was the first to the door, with butterflies in my stomach.
Second Chances : Chapter 8
I once asked a more experienced performer if these 'butterflies' ever go away. she just laughed and said 'you only learn how to cope with them better.'
Poem #52: Chaos
_chaos_ butterflies are floating in the dust cringing away from all the pain lying in the dark and lust now all the pleasure must remain sometimes waiting is unfair sleeping in with rocks and hell fires swallowing all the air all purposes in