You can ask me other questions too. I won't have any answers for you. I'll just talk though... mostly about things that don't matter and neither of us care about. I'll tell you how I'm wandering in a nonexistent place that I don't believe in. You can ask me what all of this means but I'll just laugh at you. You can ask me what condition my heart is in and I'll tell you that I no longer have one.
I will give a speech on the futility I find in faith and fear. I will tell you how much I really despised everything you did to me and how much I loved you for it. I will tell you everything. You can ask me if I am happy. I'll tell you how much fun I am having.
I will tell you nothing.
One of these days, I will learn to love again.
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