When I write in my journal, it's usually a "spur of the momment" kind of thing.My entries usually consist of deep subject; something intertwining with love, romance, or lots of confusing questions.That is how I came up with the name "Zerces' Love & C
Impatient Motive
I feel like time has stopped.Like I will be trapped here forever.I'm looking while waiting.But what is it I'm looking for?What is it I'm waiting for?Will this lonesome time ever pass?