**exclaimer: these have been circling in my head for some time, they're now being voiced, these arent directed at anyone, just food for thought to you from the musings of a developing me
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i know what it's like. sometimes i literally feel empty inside. like i'm not sure what compels me to continue breathing and blinking. even if i stand, i don't feel anything. not hot or cold. my legs aren't tired. i can't feel even my own body. it's like i'm a pair of eyes, just floating there, looking straight ahead. and i want to give up. so so much. ultimately, what's the point to do anything anymore when in the end, you're just six feet underground? do accomplishments really mean anything?
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(pretty existentialist i think)
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