Live The Life You Dream Of.

10536.) I have been up 24 hours now because I have too much on my mind, too much clouding my brain, too much to think about, and one of those things is the baby that I could been having.

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On the brink of my eighteenth birth, on January 27th, I got pregnant. That was also, a day before I broke up with my boyfriend. I didn’t want to get an abortion, for the first time in my life I actually thought that it was wrong but I knew that I couldn’t take care of it and I knew bringing it into this world would be a bad idea. And I am ashamed to say I completely overlooked putting it up for adoption because I knew it would shame my family.
Now though, all I can think about is what it could have been. All I can think about are the “what ifs”… What if I kept? What if I was a little bit older? What if, what if, what if. Now four months later it has finally hit me, it’s all I can think about. It’s affected me more than I ever thought it would, I am changed and I can’t stop crying.
I had a human growing inside me, something that could have had a life… I can’t even watch Juno now without fucking crying now!?
And I have no one to talk about it with because no one I know understands and the would be father wont even talk to me anymore. This hurts so much… I feel more alone and guilty then I ever have in my life. I wish I could just forget about it, forget about those stupid songs that will be forever ruined that were playing in the doctors office, forget about how it felt, forget about rubbing my stomach feeling that odd attachment, connection, forget about what could of been, what could have happened.
I feel so pathetic…
I just want someone to talk to.
But I know they all look at me differently now and none of them, not one have them have noticed the pain behind my eyes…

I would have been having it this November.

If you ever see this, I’d be happy to talk to you, I can at least try and understand.

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What would you do, and how would you feel if I died?

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19/6/95

4-29-89

10-10-1989 [libra babyyyy!]

06/25/1990

10-09-92

May 11th 1996 (Yes, I’m the youngest!)

That’s my dad’s birthday!!! ^^^ :D
Mine is March 10th 1994

13th October 1993

November 12, 1994.

September 17, 1992.

19th October, 1993

19th October, 1994

October 9, 1992

October 8th, 1993.

Wow, there are so many October birthdays. I’m like, the only one I know that’s born in October. 10/01/92

July 27, 1993-Haha! The first one in July! XD

According to a year 2000 study, being left-handed or ambidextrous increases your chance of being gay. For men, this is a 34% increase; for women, 90%.

suburbanseagirl:

fuckyeahfacts:

(LA Times)

Submitted by jannelle

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do i want to learn to be ambidextrious now

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Thank you God for making me right-handed…

Cold Nights

I love being out at night, right after sunset when there’s still a pink tint to the sky. I only feel completely at peace at that time. The scent of nature, something like vanilla or mint, it brings so many memories. The chill in the air, numbing your face, and the freezing breeze blowing your hair.
All I ask is for someone similar to me, someone that I can hold and enjoy this unique joy of nature with. So that I won’t be alone in the dark.

7856.) Its hard to find that someone who understand how I feel. Eventhough I have such close friends, I don't think they understand me at all. What I'm feeling.

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I’m overweight. I hate it. I can’t fall in love. Actually, I’m scare to fall in love, I’m scare how the guy that I like will react when they saw me.

My dad and my older sister call me fat most of the time. I lack of self confidence.

I have noone who understand me. I have noone who will encourged me or support me.

What should I do then?

Find the right guy, and none of it will matter. They do exist, believe me.

7876.) I want to play this game where you ask me to marry you and I say yes, and all the history, complications and heartache vanish and we are blissful, content on just each other. Is it really possible to forget everything and start again?

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7413.) It's sucks that I didn't get the chance to kiss or touch or hug the first person I ever loved. Wasn't able to ask her to dance, treat her lunch, give her favorite chocolate whenever she's sad. To the funniest girl in the world: Thank you for teaching me many things in life. Please take care and don't mess up your life. You will always have a special part in my heart. I love you so much. I mean it.

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