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again

I'm losing it again. I'm slipping. It's all getting through again. Disconnect. Stop thinking, stop feeling. Who are you? You can't do this anymore.
If I have nothing to say, I should express nothing.
Fuck.
Fuck, what am I to do?
I have no control, no power over anything. Why the fuck not?
I am powerful, strong, I can do anyfuckingthing.
But here I sit. With nothing. No being.
Control, focus, why is it so unobtainable?

Yes, here I sit. Writing stupid nonsense to no one. Creating nothing, moving in no direction. Why are you here? You don't fucking exist.