I admit that I’m obsessed with you and attached to you in an unhealthy way. I’m not focusing on anything in my life except you. I’m not thinking about my future, and I don’t care about anything but you. I don’t see anything else, and I only want to impress you. I admit that this is how I feel, and I want to get rid of you and the thoughts about you. I admit that you are the center of my life, and I revolve around you, but this is holding me back and affecting my progress and thinking. You’ve thrown my life off balance, and I want to break free from this circle. I want to be free from you and the thoughts of you. I don’t want anyone; I want myself. I want to do many things for myself, not to impress you or anyone else. I want to impress myself, I want to be happy and proud of my achievements, and I want to see myself at the top for me, not for you.
That’s why I’m going to get rid of you and all the thoughts about you. I’m living for myself.
I’m for myself.
I’m for myself.
I’m for myself.
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