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All my feeling and thoughts have been experienced by countless thousands just the same. Why do I even need to exist. Anything I could offer this world could be do by anyone else with very little effort and nothing would change. Things in the world seem to be evolving and moving towards a point, but who is doing the moving? It's certainly not me. How do I become one of these people. How do I care? I live in an unending state of confusion. I cannot trust my thoughts to even be my own. My past I just data stored on a decaying biological computer. I struggle daily just to comprehend my own actions. I'm 100 different strangers one for each moment one for every situation. I don't even remember why I started writing this or what it was supposed to be about. I guess the words add up to a feeling. A feeling I need to share.
