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Direction: Butterflies in My Stomach

black-and-yellow-butterfly-on-yellow-flower

I promise I try. I promise I give, and naively use magnifying glasses to look for the good, like Battleship game map searches. I  X  out general flaws because I want to be right.

Pure in spirit, a heart pinker than flamingo feathers—a cotton candy melted by pleasant tones and gestures. Moments that remind

That eyes bear: pregnant with tears.

Caterpillars have camped out a month of Sundays in my stomach as I know my potential,

but i get nervous.

Six-prong fork with me at the center

left,

northwest,

diagonal left,

south, diagonal right, and south east.

But you know, with certainty, I attest the Butterflies will at best carry me towards… where I will be Blessed. 

 

 

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Now see, Miz RetroStank is so many different things (aren't we all?), but namely, she IS a Chistian, wife, mother, light, poetess, songwriter, actress, fashion show coordinator, scriptwriter, freethinker, artist, ATLien, and a weirdo with a love for culture and healing. She wants you to know that you can BE, DO, and HAVE anything and everything through Christ! She is native to the third coast, specifically the Southern kingdoms of Arkansas and Georgia. Sweet as pie, good as gold, and free as a bird, she is the only girl of three chill'un, and lawd, did that make for some imagination and shopaholic tendencies. Her father was an Army man and her mama is an infinitely enthusiastic and loving lady. In any case, exposure to different places, expectation of excellence, and a homeopathic childhood environment, majorly tilted her towards uniqueness; she was THAT girl who wore a dragon-print dress with a mandarin collar one day and a funky TLC-inspired look complete with ponytails and barrettes the next. So, by now, you're understanding that she is all about the spice of life. So sit back, buckle your seat-belt, and enjoy "the Funky ride all around the world" (in the words of Outkast).

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