...with the same issue. What gets in the way? Did there used o be more time in a day? It sure seems like it…but I have to write again. If not, I will continue not to be myself.
Not a state one should stay in.
Jul 28, 2007, 01:39AM PDT | 1 cheer | 0 comments
A fall to the darkest end, pushed by fate’s evilest hand. A story about true, untainted love. A farce. A tragedy. Most of all, a mess.
Unfortunately, a few hours seem to have slipped out of my days, the entirety of which I once spent writing it. Where has my time gone? Pardon me while I look behind the refrigerator and in the sofa.
Jul 28, 2007, 12:50AM PDT | 0 comments