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The emptiness consumes me.
I am no longer whole.
Words do not, will not, can not express all of the emotions inside that are whirling around screaming to be let out.
I want to run and lie in the street and wait for the next car to run me over so I can't feel any pain.
Life would be so much better if there was no such thing as emotion.
I am no longer whole.
Words do not, will not, can not express all of the emotions inside that are whirling around screaming to be let out.
I want to run and lie in the street and wait for the next car to run me over so I can't feel any pain.
Life would be so much better if there was no such thing as emotion.