You’re not anyone to judge me. You think you know me because you know things about me, but you weren’t there through my struggles. You don’t know exactly how it was, just how it was told. That’s not a good enough reason to judge me. You can judge me when you have literally walked in my shoes from day one. Until then, I prefer you not make any indications about my life or me. I'm not sensitive, I give people things exactly the way they are, and if they're ready to absorb it they will, and if they aren't they won't... I am a strong person who goes after what she wants.I believe that life is hard,it wouldn't be worth it if it wasn't.Food is one of my favorite things to eat but I'm horrible at creating it. I love music and I love to sing.. Singing is one of my emotional outlet.. I sing when I'm sad and somehow,it makes me feel better..I don't care if I'm in tune or not as long as I sing my heart out.haha! I also love watching movies and sometimes I imagine I am the person on the screen.hihi. I enjoy hanging out with my friends and just do random stuff with them.. ^__^ I enjoy good,clean FUN!! ....and I want to believe that someone is out there who's also waiting for me,wanting me; we just have to be patient for God's wonderful plan for us.
What am i doing right now ? - Im Chasing perfection, Im chasing my dreams. we only live once. So im chasing my dreams, and im gonna be there where i wanna be .After hardwork and faith . I know God would put me there and guide me on the way
I blog about..
..life,love,funny stuff,Barney (NPH),how i met your mother,gossip girl,what's happening to me,what I feel,stuff I like from the net,chuck and blaire,quotes,make-ups, shiny and pretty things, skirts and dress I wanna wear! just about everything!..
I post whatever makes me happy!I LOVE TO REBLOG!!
I don't claim the right to the photos on my tumblr unless stated other wise,these are d photos that i found on various sites around the net and i post them for fun and inspration.. ^__^
I want to meet an honest man.. I know there's still a few out there.. got my fingers crossed that I stumble on one..someone who will make me feel special..like I am the only one for him..I had a few who just made me feel like an option and I've had enough.. its about time someone make me feel like I'm pririty..learned my lesson about love the hard way..I love myself now so I won't be settling for less.. men are so good with words..but they don't realize that unless they mean it, it really is just words... pls be my prince pls be my prince.. I don't want to kiss another frog..
“I want you, Anastasia,” he murmurs. “I love and I hate, and I love arguing with you. It’s very new. I need to know that we’re okay. It’s the only way I know how.”
“My feelings for you haven’t changed,” I whisper.
His proximity is overwhelming, exhilarating. The familiar pull is there, all my synapses goading me toward him, my inner goddess at her most libidinous. Staring at the patch of hair in the V of his shirt, I bite my lip, helpless, driven by desire—I want to taste him there.
He’s so close, but he doesn’t touch me. His heat is warming my skin.
“I’m not going to touch you until you say yes,” he says softly. “But right now, after a really shitty morning, I want to bury myself in you and just forget everything but us.”