asphyxia

It's funny where life takes us, yes?


I find that all I ever express in writing is sad, hopeless, frustration, anger, hurt.... all this negativity.

And as days go on, writing becomes more and more of a difficult task for me to undertake.

I loathe that, and so, I'm making myself write daily again. Even if just a few words. I feel half the battle is routine, the other half... well... we'll see. So far it seems promising?

The last couple of years have been truly amazing for me. Maybe one day I'll be able to jot down these happier moments.

asphyxia's Works

Short Story	2007-03-27	part.two
Short Story	2007-03-27	part.one

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