Friday

The Butterfly Casualty


For the cruelest of reasons, Julie’s boyfriend dumped her one hot summer morning. He had slept with Julie's best friend and wanted to start dating her. He also wanted to keep being friends with Julie, so, like a shameless prick, he asked her for a hug. To ''part on good terms''.
Julie once told me that she used to feel warm fuzzy butterflies in her belly whenever she thought of him. On that day, however, razor blade butterflies ripped open her guts making her feel something else. Stunned, Julie accepted the hug… even though something inside her died that cold summer morning.

8 comments:

  1. Nice. I like the twist you gave to the whole butterfly thing :)

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  2. Anonymous09:12

    Great to see you posting again. Keep it up!

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  3. yeah, but she's totally over it now. she still has trust issues, though.

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  4. I love what you're doing here.

    Blogging is a great outlet for feelings and artistic expression isn't it?

    We've all felt that "break-up razor blade."

    Thank you for sharing your world Gabriel.

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  5. Wow. I love this. You are extremely talented!

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  6. thanks everyone, it really means a lot.

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