Mommy, I am only 8 inches 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 girl! 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.
Saturday, April 24, 2010
SO IMMORAL :((
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Saturday, April 17, 2010
My random thoughts.
As i wake up this morning, many thoughts rushed thru my mind, how well i've been since I was broken, since I was so happy and so fulfilled. I went down the room checkin whats in store for me now, aw man, sigh, no one, nothing, except for the fact that I'm alone, no one to talk to no one to assess my feelings and my current emotion. As I turned on the speakers volume, as my body grooves with the sounds coming out of it, I realized that nothing to worry, I know how to deal with everything, just embrace whatever feeling I'm experiencing, then drop my favorite tune, and here I'am, so fine just like I was before, and maybe later on, my LIFE would be awaken by the time (He really wakes up so late), and will let me feel so loved that my worries will be gone with just a snap that would make me jump on the top.
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Saturday, April 10, 2010
LIARS, TWO-TIMERS AND FLIRTS. IN RELATIONSHIPS
Lying:
dishonesty, perjury, deceit, fabrication, guile, misrepresentation, duplicity, fibbing, double-dealing, prevarication, falsity, mendacity, dissimulation, untruthfulness.
Yes i sometimes lie, i classify it as a white lie, i do it to avoid offense and to avoid the not so good realistic implications of the truth.Cheating: Why do men cheat in relationships? "Like it or not men cheat. The percentage of men unfaithful to their partners is many folds than women cheating on men. Whatever the case is men are less forgiving of their
partner cheating than women are about their cheating men."-Anonymous
Maybe reasons include: Fragile Ego, Seeking Variety with No Commitment,Family Background, well of course Men are Men.
So as not to give men any impression of bias,here are some objective assessments that might be seen in a woman cheating:
She no longer insists on going out to dinner or going shopping with you. She’s learned to enjoy herself independently of your company. She’s always hated physical exercise, but she suddenly enrolled in the gym and is preoccupied with her diet and exercise routine.
AWWW GEEEEEEZ:P
FLIRTING,FLIRTS,FLIRTATIOUS ETC..
It is often used as a means of indicating interest and gauging the other person's interest in a relationship.
May be viewed as CHEATING if the person is already in a romantic relationship with someone else.
Oh well whatever angle you look at these three it has a connection, something that's not good, something immoral and something hurting..PEACE:))
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Friday, April 9, 2010
God please make me feel happy. Again.
I dont ask for a house nor a car, i dont ask for a diamond nor a pearl. I dont want to fall into pieces like what i've experienced before. Give me enough strength for acceptance. Enough courage not to cry. And enough words to say Goodbye.
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Wednesday, April 7, 2010
PMS, hella no.
As a teen im an anti PMS, dont say its becos of love, kelan man sa range ng edad ngayon na committed wala pang love talaga, its just a feeling of infatuation and desire, well for others a sense of experience. Maraming individuals na nasasaktan, lets say for example in a relationship, you broke up with your boyfriends/girlfriends, they got a new partner ok they do the thing after wards tadaa ayun na, ikaw si ex super ouch, wishing na ikaw na lang, well don't be its a stupidity crime. PMS will lead to ABRTN. At the end all that matters is your dignity, find someone who knows limits and respect. Find enjoyment in some other ways, don't enter a relationship, if you don't know how to control prioritize necessary stuff. And that will also do to me.
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Get use to it.
This is all i wanted,I don't believe in forever since I'm selfish and paranoid. I know in time ill get use to this, I don't wanna be a stone, no, I wanna be a leaf who freely flies whenever a wind blows it away, with. And supposing my wind blows me away,I wanna feel assurance. No give ups, no breaking down, just HAPPINESS:))
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Unreliable thought.
I shouldve thought of not entering to a thing that would make my break a crap. I shouldve listen to those voices who are against to that thing i got involve with. Take into consideration some faulty reasons. Does infatuation triggers my decision to pursue in committing without thinking, i got hurt,yes, but that's it, should i stop or continue. Since i know its love.
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