Despite being a young elf growing up in a holler i love soccer and track.I love the outdoors when im not out there im either drawing or on the computer. I love bands such as Dir en Grey, Gackt, and alot of other rock and Jappenese rock

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[A boy and a girl
The best of friends
From elementary to high school
From beginning to end]
Through all these years
Their friendship grew
They both felt the same
But neither knew
[Each waking moment
Since the day that they met
They both loved each other
Sunrise to sunset]
He was all she had
In her terrible life
He was the one
Who kept her from her knife
[She was his angel
She made him smile
Though life threw him curves
She made it worth all the while]
Then one day
Things went terribly wrong
The next few weeks
Were like a very sad song
[He made her jealous
On purpose he tried
When the girl asked "do you love her?"
On purpose he lied]
He played with jealousy
Like it was a game
Little did he know
Things would never be the same
[His plan was working
But he had no clue
How wrong things would go
The damage he would do]
One night she broke down
Feeling very alone
Just her and the blade
No one else home
[She dialed his number
He answered "hello"
She told him she loved him
Then hung up the phone]
He raced to her house
But came a minute too late
Found her lying in blood
And her heart had no rate
[Beside her was a note
And in it her confession
Her love for this boy
Her only obsession]
As he read the note
He knelt down and cried
Grabbed her knife
And that night they both died
[She was found in his arms
Both of them dead
Under her note
His handwriting said]
"I loved her so
She never knew
All this time
I loved her too"
[*if you love someone this much put this in your house*]




Month One

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.




If you're against abortion, post this as...

"I don't care if I lose friends over this"





[please post this if your against abortion]


the little girl
Her name is Auroura
She was only five
This is what happened
When she was alive


Her dad was a drunk
Her mom was an addict
Her parents kept her
Locked in an attic


Her only friend
was a little toy bear
It was old and worn out
And had patches of hair


She always talked to it
When no one's around
She lays there and hugs it
Not a peep of sound


Until her parents
unlock the door
Some more and more pain
She'll have to endore


A bruise on her leg
A scar on her face
Why would she be
In such a horrible place?


But she grabs her bear
And softly crys
She loves her parents
But they want her to die


She sits in the corner
Quiet but thinking,
" God, why? Why is
My life always sinking? "


Such a bad life
For a sad little kid
She'd get beaten and beaten
For anything she did


Then one night
Her mom came home high
The poor child was hit and slapped
As hours went by


Then her mom suddenly
Grabbed for a blade
It was sharp and pointy
One that she made


She thrusted the blade
Right in her chest,
" You deserve to die
You worthless pest! "


The mom walked out
Leaving the girl slowly dieing
She grabbed her bear
And again started crying


Police showed up
At the small little house
The quickly barged in
Everything was as quiet as a mouse


One officer slowly
Opened a door
To find the sad little girl
Lieing on the floor


It must have been bad
To go through so much harm
But at least she died
With her best friend in her arms


REPOST THIS ON UR PAGE IF U AGREE THAT CHILD ABUSE IS WRONG!!!

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[I dislike pretty eveyone on here (with the exception of very few), it's these people that pour their every last breathe into making their house perfect(that I dislike most)...it's just sad...there's a whole world out there and you choose to sit on your ass and type about how badass or cute you are...or even make up a completely new reality just so you can make an attempt to escape your depressing existence, I don't think anyone on here(a few exceptions) are different or special in any way...and putting things such as "Xcore" "~*~" or just "x"in your name is NOT clever...or "typn lys dis" and if you use "teh" instead of "the" youre one of the people i'd like to slap in the face for the simple fact that you beleive it's cute to type like a mentally ill person and it's just another sign that lets me know how much of a tool you are, and if you think you're a vampire you need to wake the hell up...you have to walk around in the sunlight multiple times a day that right there is enough proof thatit's a little fantasy, and gothic is'nt something you little rich kids who think you're so abused can be....it was architecture during the 12th-15th century, wearing black or talking about death had
NOTHING
to do with itso it' just another load of crap to make you seem different or even to fit in with the crowd you feel is where you want to be,
Emo...it's suppose to stand for emotive...it just means you think you're bisexual, wear stockings on your arms and such...you have the black hair medium length that's covering one eye...usually your right eye and you listen to whiny music that talks about how love is just a scam....then you feel really sorry for yourself and some even go to the point where they tell all their friends how they wanna die then act like their gonna commit suicide, though it's just a ploy so they can get attention....it's funny to me...and I'd love to tell you how much of a twit you are

if you are one of these people and you come to my house you risk getting a peice of my mind...i really could care less what any of the guards tell me and i'm not here to help with the smooching of your asses just so you can feel good about yourself...so if you've read this....then

BEWARE]
Said by [Zakuro-iro no Kara-Karasu]