His name is JustinRay. & he's happily taken. He is my King & I am his Queen. <333 Little by little we'll build our castle the way we want & in the end we will live Happily Ever After.
xoxo,
Margie Mae
Holla at AGM.
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My Control
It’s kind of frustrating when people come to me to complain about things that they have more control over. I mean, you can vent to me all you want. You can tell me what you want or what you need…and I’ll listen. You know damn well that I listen. But the way how you talk to me, your tone of voice, the way your eyes are…it’s like you want ME to do something about it. But can I? No. Only YOU can. It’s YOUR decision and actions that will make everything come together. All I can do is suggest things to you. I tell you what I would do.
When I finally give my 2 cents, you go and attack me. What’s the point in coming to me, telling me all this, and asking me “What would you do?” If you’re not going to like what I say? You might not like what I suggest, but I’m sure my suggestion will give you more of an impact compared to what YOU’RE DOING. Which is absolutely nothing. You’re not trying to make anything better, you’re just throwing a fit. Being a baby. Asking for things to change with no actions on your part. Remember, I didn’t put you in this situation; nor do I know why you are in this position. So don’t expect me to know how you really feel. All I can see is that you’re mad and want things to change. But like I said, you’re the only one who can make that change. There’s only so much I can do. I’m sorry if it’s not enough.
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