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I feel so guilty and morally bankrupt for the thoughts that have run through my head in the last three hours.

I'm so bad, and yet I can't stop myself. I'm not sure how to stop it, well I know how to, but I'm not sure that's the answer.

I'm never sure what to tell myself.

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  1. jakeDecember 20, 2008 at 7:21 AM

    Deep breath, buddy. (I SO just typed your name and then caught myself!)

    I so just deleted two paragraphs cause this isn't a good subject for armchair psychology or theology.

    So I'll just leave it at that. Deep breath.

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  2. Less ConfusedDecember 20, 2008 at 12:05 PM

    I hope I didn't leave the impression that this was a life threatening post, I had been drinking and it was more about the terribly lustful thoughts that go through my mind at certain times.

    Some them are just.not.right. lol. It makes my good and evil sides battle so hard.

    I have quite an imagination. lol.

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  3. jakeDecember 20, 2008 at 2:03 PM

    I've had a computer with internet access for 12 or so years. There's not much left that can surprise me!

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  4. ellenjaneDecember 29, 2008 at 4:48 PM

    That's what I thought, until I heard about the underwear thing.
    :blink:
    :crickets:

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