I don't know who has inhabited my body, but it's not me anymore, there is nothing left inside, it's like I can see myself going through the motions of living but I am so detached (defensive mechanism) that nothing matters all, nothing shocks me or phases me. I've done all I can do, there is nothing left untried, no stone unturned.
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