I'm lost. I don't think you can put it any other way. The days of my life are bleeding together, night in to day into night. I have nothing in particular to look forward to, but I'm not depressed. I don't really feel much of anything anymore. I was vibrant and outgoing once, but I feel as if I've died inside. I've lost something along the way, somewhere. I'm young, but I feel so old. I've tried so many things to get that spark back, but I don't know if something like that can ever be re-ignited.

That sounds awfully morose, but nonetheless it's fairly accurate. I feel a distinct dissociation with the world. I don't really know what I want from people, if anything at all. Maybe I just need a place to voice my thoughts. I'm a Machiavellian by nature, but I assure you the preceding is the closest to truth I know.