Time passes too quickly. Every minute passes is a minute nearer to our deathbed. What is this? Makes me even want to absorb my loneliness even more.

Time passes too furiously, too swiftly without even you knowing it.

Every second you waste is a second irretrievable.

kind words if you stumble upon my journal.

Anonymously. please.

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