The Twisted Logic of My Mind

[...] . One more bullet, the same exact gun. It’s like Russian roulette, the tragedy has begun. - Rhonda Farabee [...]

[...] alone. I’m not perfect or plastic, but somehow elastic, to these feelings peeling at me. - Rhonda Farabee [...]

[...] , watching… As you drown in misery. An OPERATION is underway And now you’re just a MEMORY. - Rhonda Farabee [...]

[...] /work. I wake up twenty minutes late and promise to never procrastinate again. Until tomorrow, Rhonda Farabee [...]

[...] , there was so much more depression that would soon follow. My first night in my new apartment, I barely had more than a bed with one pillow and blanket. The rest would have to [...]

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[...] of handling it, but it’s up to me to make the best of it, but this time I’ll leave the multiple hot fudge sundaes behind. Until next time - Rhonda Farabee  [...]

[...] pregnant. And although it does make you feel so much better when you’ve eaten your second hot fudge sundae from Handel’s, it’s important to remember that there will be a very dear price to [...]

[...] Drawing from http://www.davewalkercartoons.com My Psychology of Procrastination My brain tries, with all of its might, to come up with every possible excuse to delay my body from [...]

[...] , ripped-off. All of those cards seemed superficial; they seemed like something that any beginner tarot reader could find out. I logged them in my journal, put the cards away and continued drinking my [...]

[...] yourself. But you know what, that’s ok. While their exercising, go get yourself another hot fudge sundae…that will make you feel better…today. For the first 5 months of my pregnancy I watched my [...]

[...] away or graduation party pregnant. So what if everyone else is enjoying their delicious alcoholic beverages, smoking their luxurious cigarettes with no judgment, or dancing their asses off [...]