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My Confession

Think think Breathe Maybe it was maybe me It was it’s my bad OCD I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m so mean Think stop now stop breathe think Oh god I can’t he can’t they can’t What will we say no no I know It was me he he he stresses me Okay okay it was me I have anxiety so me me it was me It’s mine it’s beautiful it’s a mess it’s me It’s what I’ll be no no no you can’t leave me It’s mine but it’s too much too much for me Stay close where is he He didn’t he didn’t He just grabbed my face It was me honest it was me March 1, 2025

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