Step in, Step out. Look into my crystal ball.
mademoiselle Zara, 140990 hotmail/facebook/tumblr Dysfunctional in my stupor, but if you look beneath the surface, you'd find whimsical serendipity. — Excuse me while I kiss the sky Poetry Men see things in a box, and women see them in a round room. Exits Allure Bloom Crane Denotation Enigmatism Flair Grace Hope Initiation Archives October 2008 November 2008 December 2008 January 2009 February 2009 March 2009 April 2009 May 2009 June 2009 July 2009 October 2009 November 2009 December 2009 February 2010 Credits ©Glamouresque.	Saturday, December 5, 2009, 12:07 AM Always __________ Have you ever done something against what everybody else you knew was doing? You know if you just did the right thing and just gone with those sacrifices, you know you might have given yourself at least a chance of making it? Instead, you let yourself doubt the fact you’d make it in the end, you end up choosing to give up and give yourself the excuse since you’ve been damned from the start, what’s the difference if you rush now? Won’t it be worse if you rushed it? Won’t you just make everything look like the bigger joke filled with more nonsensical bullshit? You go through all the possible consequences that could possibly happen in your mind, and you analyze each and every situation with the various emotions that would possibly follow after. You prepare yourself for the worse, even before it hits you. You’re constantly living with apart of you that will always be empty, always unsatisfied, always missing, always yearning, always displaced, always the same every day neither feeling happy nor sad. Have you...?
But baby, where they knock you down and out Is where you oughta stay