Just throw them in a loop or a web!!!!!
Even though I'm physically typing this message tonight, you're going to be reading this sometime tomorrow. I believe in divine timing, and particular messages being releaved when a mistake is about to be made. I love the color red, but for some reason instead of becoming the runner (the person that runs away), I become the bull. I become so madly in love with the scenerio, even if its a sh!tty one. I still love a nice surpise, even if in the end it's all that I expected - a horrible ending. For some time I was regarding my spiritual insight for a person who didn't care if I lived or got caught up in a evilness created by no other than themselves. I trusted them. I believed in them. Hell, I even let my guard down. I bull dozed my pillars only to give them the required assistance, that they needed to take me down, to make me question myself once again. I think I went wrong when I traded in my self worth for a Saturday night at the bowling alley. I know I lef