Name: Kristen Anne-Marie
"The will of God, will never take you where the grace of God will not protect you."
Her feelings aren’t a joke. If you know she likes you more than a friend then treat her the way you see her. If you see her as a friend, then be a friend. If you see her more than a friend then do something about it. But if you just want to play around because she’s “easy”, and get her hopes up for something that will never happen, then that’s low of you. She’s not a game, neither are her feelings for you.
(Source: hi-aj)
(Source: kristenmarie44)
Have faith that things will work out, maybe not exactly how you planned, but just how it’s meant to be.
(Source: mystandards)
(Source: supercute-moments)
This is who I need to keep my eyes a looking for , not be temporarily blinded by good looks -__-
(Source: mystandards)
Where was my warning??
Andrew James McLauchlan.
My first love. We may not be together anymore but that does not mean we do not love each other. We tend to put each other through hell but hell is worth it for the moments of happiness only brought by someone extraordinary like him. I know my days with him are limited and I don’t plan on taking any moment for granted. God has such great things in store for him, I can’t wait to see it all pan out.
I’m thankful for the fact that he will pick me over any *tramp. I’ve forgiven him for his mistakes but I will not forgive the females that cross my path. My respect, kindness, tolerance… gone. I find in humor in the fact that people don’t think I won’t find out! Oh well… he’s not mine but still is. Just because we aren’t together does not mean we don’t love each other. No competition.
Tramps, hoes and sluts know when they are a tramp, hoe or slut. So what happened to you??
I don’t care about all the heat I’m about to get for going to prom with Andrew. No one knows our business but us. And happy to go with him, in fact I look forward to it. I’m gonna be happy and do me and unless I ask for your opinion I do not care. I’m happy. That’s what matters, me, myself and I and what I want! So to each his own.
Every now and then, I’d meet a guy and think that we were getting along great, and suddenly I’d stop hearing from him. Not only did he stop calling, but if I happened to bump into him sometime later he always acted like I had the plague. I didn’t understand it. I still don’t. And it bothered me. It hurt me. With time, it got harder and harder to keep blaming the guys, and I eventually came to the conclusion that there was something wrong with me. That maybe I was simply meant to live my life alone.
