I feel under attack.
Under attack by some little demon that ran off with my feelings and not trying to give them back.
I want to have feelings toward things. I want to be able too car. i want to be able to see someone and know i feel something.
when i am angry i feel a calm presence around me. when i should be yelling and screaming.
but at the end of the day i still fell nothing for no one or anything.
i just smile because i see others doing so
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