Half.

I wish I could be there for people who make wrong decisions. I have an intelligent way of viewing life as a whole, and sometimes we need to make mistakes in order to find ourselves. It's inevitable. But then there are times when other people can be there for you, and tell you what you are doing is only harmful to the soul and well being. Eyes are the window to the soul. Sometimes I feel as though I'm living in a half black and white and half technicolor world. It's strange. We feel like we know ourselves, and then we don't. Are we controlled? Do we do the things we do because of our own minds, or is God involved? Sometimes the right decision is flat out in your hand, you better catch it before it's gone.

xoxo lisa marie