It’s not that I don’t like you. It’s that I like you with no reason.
It’s that you’ve been in a box for 3 years and the only time I look at you is when I periodically go throught the junk boxes to remind myself of the junk I own.
Now, I’ve tried picking and choosing what to get rid of before. But as a classic hoarder I kept the sentimental things that are ugly, the expensive things I have no use for, and too many “when I lose weight I’ll wear you” clothes.
So I have to say goodbye. I’m going to try to reduce my possesions by 50%, which realistically means I’ll be getting rid of 25% of my stuff. There isn’t room for you, a business, and an instrument collecting boy in my life.
Goodbye, hopefully forever