I don't feel anything. I'm empty. Drained. Void of emotion.
I wish I could feel something instead of the cold indifference about life that consumes me.
I'm going insane.
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I don't feel anything. I'm empty. Drained. Void of emotion.
I wish I could feel something instead of the cold indifference about life that consumes me.
I'm going insane.