DiamondGenerator

...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.

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.