I want to kill myself

I’m laying in bed listening to max richter’s November.

I am numb and empty inside. My inner world is blank. Uninteresting. Empty.

Life appears to be a hollow slow death. You begin to die the moment you gain awareness.

I feel nothing and resent everything.

It’s all an empty charade.

I desperately want to die.

I long for to sleep forever.

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