There’s a particular type of sadness you feel when you catch up with someone you miss and realize that the version of them you were once friends with doesn’t exist anymore. You won't ever find the same person twice, not even in the same person.
I be feeling bad about being on bad terms with people I really love, I be wanting to reach out and fix things but I just can’t do it anymore. People are constantly showing their true colors and i gotta respect it. Sometimes you just gotta wish them well & let them be.
Pro-lifers don't like complexity. At 17 weeks my placenta detached and he was much too small. I thought I felt my baby's frantic attempts to breathe. My OBGYN advised me to terminate the pregnancy, there wasn't much time. But I couldn't.
There is no such thing as being “pro-life” while supporting laws that let children be shot in their schools, elders in grocery stores, worshippers in their houses of faith, survivors by abusers, or anyone in a crowded place.
It is an idolatry of violence. And it must end.