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8th March 2010

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just normal

life has been just its normal self these last two months. Never really staying stable or giving me what I want. I should really just stop expecting things to happen and just live with what I get.

It’s quite disappointing some days, but others it’s just wonderful.

can we really just go with the flow so easily? does life work that way at all?

I hope that some day I can come to grips with what really teaks me and makes me sad for no reason.

I’m ready for a different chapter in my life. I really am. I am not particularly interested in what other people think about my life…..bc well its my life!

and as always…its just normal

10th December 2009

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this is sooooo sad ;(

withahintofsunlight:

minhobiaksblhrmh:

sayatehhijau:

staree:

xheykamiah:

Omg this seriously is sad…

Month One.

Hi Mommy!
I am only 3/4 of an inch long,
But I have all my organs.
I love the sound of your voice.
Every time I hear it,
I wave my arms and legs.
The sound of your heart beat
Is my favorite lullaby.

Month Two.

Mommy,
Today I learned how to suck my thumb.
If you could see me
You could definitely tell that I am a baby.
I’m not big enough to survive outside my home though.
It is so nice and warm in here.

Month Three.

You know what Mommy,
I’m a boy!
I hope that makes you happy.
I always want you to be happy.
I don’t like it when you cry.
You sound so sad.
It makes me sad too,
And I cry with you even though
You can’t hear me.

Month Four.

Mommy,
My hair is starting to grow.
It is very short and fine
But I will have a lot of it.
I spend a lot of my time exercising.
I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes
And stretch my arms and legs.
I am becoming quite good at it too.

Month Five.

You went to the doctor today.
Mommy, he lied to you.
He said that I’m not a baby.
I am a baby, Mommy, your baby.
I think and feel.
Mommy, what’s abortion?

Month Six.

I can hear that doctor again.
I don’t like him.
He seems cold and heartless.
Something is intruding my home.
The doctor called it a needle.
Mommy what is it? It burns!
Please make him stop!
I can’t get away from it!
Mommy! Help me!

Month Seven.

Mommy,
I am okay.
I am in Jesus’s arms.
He is holding me.
He told me about abortion.
Why didn’t you want me, Mommy?

Every abortion is just…

One more heart that was stopped.
Two more eyes that will never see.
Two more hands that will never touch.
Two more legs that will never run.
One more mouth that will never speak.

If you’re against abortion, repost.
again, i cried! T_T

Source: kirakiranochou

2nd December 2009

Photo reblogged from bedroom sessions with modern technology with 4 notes

thats me on the back of that bike :)
(via withahintofsunlight)

thats me on the back of that bike :)

(via withahintofsunlight)

Source: withahintofsunlight

1st December 2009

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I am in love with this boyyyyyy :)

I am in love with this boyyyyyy :)

30th November 2009

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the take over…hide and seek…

1. How do you make a decision that can affect your whole life?

2. How can you decide on something that might not be yours to decide?

3. How can you miss someone more than you miss…your own family?

4. How can you be mean to something thats been your home for as long as you can remember?

5. How do you move on and let go?

6. How do you breathe when everything is pushing you down?

Answers

1. you just do. youll never know if the other choice would have been better. you live and let live.

2. i really dont know.

3. Jeff <3

4. its heaven on the eyes but hell on the heart.

5. its called life i guess.

6.fight like hell.

15th November 2009

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tiresome:

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tiresome:

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13th November 2009

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How old are we??

11th November 2009

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When did i get to this point? When did my life seem to hard to handle…when did i decide not to bother anymore? Because i really cant recall.

The days just slip by and its like nothing matter to me anymore. I go through all the necessary steps, go to practice, go to class and go to practice again and do my homework like a good girl. but when did it stop mattering? because i cant recall.

Its 7:52 and i just want to sleep. im not even tired at all, i just cant stand being in my skin. When did i become this person? The one who hates who they are? because i cant recall.

9th November 2009

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kylieeesue:

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kylieeesue:

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5th November 2009

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texting…

Me: Just promise that at the end of the everyday you’ll still love me.

Him: I promise.