Have You Ever Really Danced On The Edge?

I swear, I'm paranoid. So, I just realized that Jordan and I will hang out all day, and talk, and then I'll read her blog and find something that she told me about that day. Haha, I haven't established my feelings about blogging yet. I started taking these diet pills last night, we'll see how that goes. I really am hoping to lose some weight, and not because of my complex, but because I want to prove someone wrong. And, I will. Let's focus on my title today. Can you answer it and be proud of the answer? I think I can. I think that I have, maybe more than I should have, but I'm okay with that. I think I've been handed a bad hand because I am strong enough to change it. I don't believe that someone can ultimately blame their parents' for a horrible life, because I have an amazing life, but it could have been bad. Actually, it was supposed to be bad. I also believe that you find yourself in your friends and I will stick to those words til' I die. I don't know if I've heard them somewhere, or if I came up with the phrase, but I will say it forever, and stick by it, because it is so very true. I find myself telling my friends a lot, and I think that way, I find myself. I don't think that my friends "define" or make me. Example: I don't believe that if my friends drink/ do drugs that it means that I will do them, once again, my choice. But, I find who I am in the ones I am closest to. I finally got my layout to where I want it. I took the picture at the top ^^ Yup, all me (: And, I made the layout. I'm proud of it.
So, "Have you ever really danced on the edge?"