[Y]ou Still Give Me Butterflies

Is It Still Me Who Makes You SwEaT?

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HARDCORE NEWFOUNDLANDER

You left in the morning
You left without a word
Did you get what you came for
Is this what I deserve
Oh I know the silence
Was the loudest thing
I've ever heard

Where do we stand
What am I suposed to do
Give me the clearest indication
I'm not alone with you
Reach out your hand
In a world I thought I knew
I need the clearest indication
The clearest indication from you

Did we have all we wanted
And let it slip away in time
Like a country divided
Fifty one to forty nine
There's a go
I supose we just
can't seem to make up our minds

Where do we stand
What am I suposed to do
Give me the clearest indication
I'm not alone with you
Reach out your hand
In a world I thought I knew
I need the clearest indication
The clearest indication from you
I need the clearest indication from you

Oh times these it's hard to see
With any kind o f clarity
What's the point in wondering anymore
So much I just can't figure out
I'd love to know without a doubt
For sure
For sure

Where do we stand
What am I suposed to do
Give me the clearest indication
I'm not alone with you
Reach out your hand
In a world I thought I knew
I need the clearest indication
The clearest indication from you

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Against Abortion

Month One.
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 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, and another pair of arms that will never know the warmth of a parents endless love.


If you're against abortion, post this!



Was That An Earthquake Or Did I Just Rock Your World? **OH SNAP**

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Well let me see. I am very short and I like being short sooo it's all good. I am completely inlove with Mickey Mouse, I AM is biggest fan. I have him tattooed on my shoulder which is frankly, the best thing I have ever done. My dream vacation is to go to disneyland and meet him in person... I am from Newfyland and I am quite proud of that, even though I get made fun of... I don't mind. I really can not wait to graduate... It's exciting. So ya I pretty much... Love my life! It's great...