Switch it off.
I said, "Turn it off!"
Blank goes mind-Yoda.
Black. ish.
Do I still care? eh.
Fading.
Emotions fade. It's turning off.
I'm sorry that I don't care.
I used to care.
TOO much.
Sorry.
But not really.
Karma:
treating you the way you treat me.
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