Kelsey Anne
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BASICS
| Height: | 174 cm - 178 cm (5'9" - 5'10") |
| Birthday: | March 30, 1989 |
| Sexual Orientation: | Heterosexual |
| Dating: | Dating |
| Living Situation: | Living with roommate(s) |
| Location: | Kelowna, Okanagan, British Columbia, Canada |
| Join Date: | 08:25pm | Dec 01, '06 |
| Profile Updated: | 11:51pm | Dec 18, '09 |
| Last Active: | 03:12pm | May 14, '10 |
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After a while, you learn the subtle difference
Between holding a hand and chaining a soul,
And you learn that love doesn't mean leaning.
And company doesn't mean security,
And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts
And presents aren't promises,
And you begin to accept your defeats
With your head up and your eyes open,
With the grace of a women, not the grief of a child,
And learn to build all your roads on today
Because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for future plans,
And futures have a way of falling down in midflight,
And after a while you learn
That even sunshine burns if you get too much.
So you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul,
Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you really can endure...
That you really are strong
And you really do have worth
And you learn and learn...
With every goodbye, you learn...
Between holding a hand and chaining a soul,
And you learn that love doesn't mean leaning.
And company doesn't mean security,
And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts
And presents aren't promises,
And you begin to accept your defeats
With your head up and your eyes open,
With the grace of a women, not the grief of a child,
And learn to build all your roads on today
Because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for future plans,
And futures have a way of falling down in midflight,
And after a while you learn
That even sunshine burns if you get too much.
So you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul,
Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you really can endure...
That you really are strong
And you really do have worth
And you learn and learn...
With every goodbye, you learn...
If you see me walking with someone else
It's not because i want to
It's because you were to afraid to walk by my side
If you see me smile
It's not because i forgot you
It's because i got tired of crying over you
If you see me living again
It's not because i moved on
It's cuz i hate the fact you can live without me
So if i fall in love with someone else
It's not because i wanted to
It's because you weren't there to catch me
It's not because i want to
It's because you were to afraid to walk by my side
If you see me smile
It's not because i forgot you
It's because i got tired of crying over you
If you see me living again
It's not because i moved on
It's cuz i hate the fact you can live without me
So if i fall in love with someone else
It's not because i wanted to
It's because you weren't there to catch me
BOYS
i may not be with him, but he's still my world. He's still the one thing worth holding onto. The true test of love is ;; no matter how long you two go without talking, he will always find a way back into your heart. No matter how hard you try to forget him, you can't. It's the little things that mean the most, but break your heart all the same. It's those times when a song comes on the radio & immediately you cry missing him, wanting him, needing him.. just wishing he thinks about you,...just the small thought of maybe, just maybe there might be an '` us `' gives you the strength to hold on that much longer. You never realize how much you love something until you lose it. and you're one of the lucky ones if you get it back.
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When you were 8 years old,
your mom handed you an
ice cream. You thanked her by dripping it
all over your lap.
When you were 9 years old, she paid for piano
lessons. You thanked her by never even
bothering to practice.
When you were 10 years old, she drove you all
day, from soccer to football to one birthday
party after another. You thanked her by
jumping out of the car and never looking back.
When you were 11 years old, she took you and
your friends to the movies. You thanked her by
asking to sit in a different row.
When you were 12 years old, she warned
you not to watch certain TV shows. You thanked
her by waiting until she left the house.
When you were 13, she suggested a
haircut that was becoming. You thanked her by telling
her she had no taste.
When you were 14, she paid for a month
away at summer camp. You thanked her by
forgetting to write a single letter.
When you were 15, she came home from work,
looking for a hug. You thanked her by having your
bedroom door loc
your mom handed you an
ice cream. You thanked her by dripping it
all over your lap.
When you were 9 years old, she paid for piano
lessons. You thanked her by never even
bothering to practice.
When you were 10 years old, she drove you all
day, from soccer to football to one birthday
party after another. You thanked her by
jumping out of the car and never looking back.
When you were 11 years old, she took you and
your friends to the movies. You thanked her by
asking to sit in a different row.
When you were 12 years old, she warned
you not to watch certain TV shows. You thanked
her by waiting until she left the house.
When you were 13, she suggested a
haircut that was becoming. You thanked her by telling
her she had no taste.
When you were 14, she paid for a month
away at summer camp. You thanked her by
forgetting to write a single letter.
When you were 15, she came home from work,
looking for a hug. You thanked her by having your
bedroom door loc