Where the wild things are...

Some may say the wheel of fate turns. Fate, in my mind, does not exist. That is like saying an unstoppable hand pulls at my strings and moves my steps, says my words, thinks my thoughts- for me. Some situations we are in control of, some we are not. Sometimes it pays to take the leap, sometimes it does not. You cannot judge the outcome, you cannot see the future. You cannot live in what has already happened. Preachers are shit, i'm expressing. Agree or not. Walk or run. Laugh or cry. Yell or whisper. Do both at once? I don't know. I'm just a girl with a keyboard. I'm also a girl who has perfected Uma Thurman's Pulp Fiction twist.