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once again i am realizing that my life is beginning to blend in with the book im reading. what ever emotion it happening in the book is what i begin to feel. i don't think i know how to feel anymore. when there are no emotions for me to feed off of i feel nothing. kinda sad. im just an empty shell that feels nothing for itself but is filled with the emotions and feelings of its surounding. i dont know why im like this. i just am. i wish i could stop. but i cant...