i don’t just want Margot Robbie—I need her. it’s like she’s stitched into my thoughts, every corner of my mind warped around her. there’s no peace unless i’m thinking about her, no rest unless i’ve convinced myself she’s somehow mine. it’s beyond reason now. i play out entire days with her in my head, conversations, arguments, everything, like we’re already living some hidden life together. i know it’s not real, but that doesn’t make it feel any less powerful. she’s not just someone i’m obsessed with—she’s become the center of everything.
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