The Diary of The Deranged Writer
Where fiction meets reality, between light, darkness and absurdity.
Grand plans and peace of mind have a price
In dire need to realize those dreams now
Very uncertain, our timelines’ end can be
Enslaved by the suffering to reach comfort
Give (Poetry Series): I, II, III
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Since yesterday, I have had a big ball of fuming frustration in my chest, and tonight I need to let it out. This is a double-feature Notes to Self.
Trigger warning: Themes of mental illness and anxiety. Please be advised.
Continue reading Notes to Self XXIX & XXXInstant messaging has to be one of the greatest modern inventions known to man. Despite the distance, one can now easily message someone with a few clicks, and the recipient can reply in minutes or even seconds. I send “How are you?” to someone, and I get “I’m good! How are you?” right after, and we can take it from there.
Continue reading XLVIII: Exchanging Digital Letters
The Diary of The Deranged Writer 