"And then she asked for the clinic and got some static walking through the door. They called her a killer and they called her a sinner and they called her a whore. God forbid you ever had to walk a mile in her shoes. Becuase then you really might know what it's like to have to choose. " -Everlast

Every time I hear that, I remember Naomi talking about that abortion clinic, and it makes me remember how I felt, just reading about it. It sucked the happiness out of me. I would love to copy and paste it here again, jsut to remind myself of how I felt imagining myself there, but I hated that feeling. Depressed at the bleakness of the whole situation. From the people outside screaming about killers and sinner and whores... to the mothers inside; the few of them that probably deserve the names, but mostly the others who don't. They all deserve our deepest sympathy. For those of whom that believe so strongly in a cause they don't see, or worse, care how much it hurts others; those that can't or won't understand they are essentially killing a possibility of greatness; and for the poor souls having to walk through all of it, undeserving of the heckling and innocent of any cruel intentions.