I don't know where all this time has vanished. Already the end of July. Every second has slipped through my fingers like dust, I've turned every single chance into dust. The clock ticks endlessly, driving me insane. Time passes but I don't have what it takes to travel along; I stay behind wasting time and waiting for something, nothing. I'm getting lost in the wilderness of my tangled thoughts, and drowning in the despair of not-living. I'm wasting time more than I'm doing anything else. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Can't do any better than this.
Such beautiful, painfully accurate imagery. Sadly, I wholeheartedly feel the emotions expressed in this post.
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Thank you Melee. I think I'm ready for August, it brings October and autumn closer. But I feel like I've wasted all these months since January, this whole year has vanished somewhere and I still feel like time hasn't moved at all since the start of the year.
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