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I can't breathe. I feel absolutely consumed by everything and I'm suffocating on my own frustrated emotions. I literally can't force any air into my lungs and they're burning with a frigid intensity that I've never felt before. It's so cold today that my nose aches from the air I'm trying to force through it and feels as though it would break off like a piece of cold granite if I touched it. My stomach is beginning to collapse now, from lack of air and lack of warmth of any good feeling. I feel about ready to step into the fire, whether it'd consume me or part around me I wouldn't care. I just need to feel something that can breathe. Maybe it would incite me to fill my own lungs, though panicked they are. Why does it hurt so much? I'm useless today, though the days I hold a purpose are short and few. I can't feel my fingers as they type this message, and I can't feel my heart. It's almost as though it's not there, and I'm slowly dying away into the black void it's left. I can't find warmth of feeling, passion or purpose, and I can't force this piece of crumpled flesh to do the things it's supposed to do. How will I survive if I can't even breathe? I need something, and I don't even know what it is.