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 I suck. I hate me for me.
2005-06-28 - 9:04 p.m.

Crud. I hate that I am famous for infidelity. I hate that even now I am commiting it in my mind. I would totally date my new co-worker without a second though. I would go as far as to kiss him. I would date him all summer long and then return to my boyfriend without a second thought. This thought is the one that actually bothers me when I have an attack of concience. I wouldn't feel remorse. That is what I am ashamed of. Does this even make sense?

I don't even know why I'm writing this and I will likely take it down later. I have a good boyfriend who loves me. Oi.

 
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