Lately, all I've been doing is "wondering". A side step from fable dreams, I wonder. I think of different things done differently, it's quite stressful, entertaining, inspiring, frustrating... it's a two-faced ordeal.
|It all started with something small. The difference is whether it grew big or older.|
|My shameful admission is that sometimes I blame my failure/failures to my "insufficient" beauty.|
|Lost in a world of arrows, I am.|
This post was supposed to be a beauty post about a nice Massage Oil find... in a later post, promise.