How is it even possible to not understand your own feelings. I don’t even know what’s going through my head right now. I’m so detached from my self.

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I sit staring at the nothing I’ve become so familiar with. I don’t feel as though I’m here and I almost feel myself detached from reality. Like everyone and everything is walking straight through me. Just like I wasn’t even there

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It’s weird how I’ve not even been thinking like usual, thinking the same thing morning and night. Its just stopped. What’s always on my mind has somehow disappeared, I don’t even care anymore. How peculiar.

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I need this, perf for gaga and its sexy

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