A girl and her mind
...I may never be on the "successful under 'whatever'" list... ...- you know fresh out of school so I wanted to put my degree to work. I honestly don't know how that dream died š¤... ...You don't die by choking on air - success...
So, I read books. I even studied the dictionary *smh* #NerdAlert. This of course meant I was in my own world and at that.....
Is it just me or...?" Lately and when I say lately, I probably mean my entire adult life, I feel like there's so much...
"You attach your job to your life, itās supposed to give you life, give you purpose but then it doesnāt... ... But then, what do I know about life? NOTHING!...
...You may also engage in reality- turning-dream exercises and yes, I just made that up #CanātDeal š ...mean fake a pregnancy then just beg/borrow/steal a baby. The analogy is a little extreme but you get my point...
... I promise you, you have never read a piece about guns, pain, blood and death that was beautifully written. I mean it was like listening to Beethovenās moonlight sonata...Iām going to quote from the chapter āHitlerās Lairā ...
Who really is a friend? I ask What is a friend? I ask The question I fear most is, "Do I have one? You may think that the better question would be, "Am I a friend?" But that I already know, I am a friend. "How do you know this?" You ask. I am loyal, …
...The front door is open so I just walk in, āHello, is anybody here?ā... āHow can she say that story with so much composure and totally devoid of emotion?ā.
...just looked out the window and started to play the ācar tagā game. "Sometimes, a hug is all you need" and she was totally right. I just needed to cry. I didn't need any words of hope or faith or assurance. I just wanted to be allowed to feel the pain and just let it out...
