I’m addictive by nature. Why eat one slice of pizza when I can eat the entire thing? Why run one mile when I can run eight? Why go to bed like all other responsible 20somethings when I can stay up and read Twilight all night? These examples are fictitious. I would never *cough, cough* stoop this low.
But the point remains: I obsess over obsessions. This is not good. Mark 9:45 tells us, if your hand causes you to sin, cut it off. It is better for you to enter life crippled than with two hands to go to hell, to the unquenchable fire.
So internet friends, you are my accountability. I joined Twitter yesterday I’ve heard that it’s addicting. If you see me with one hand, you’ll know why.
The pizza eating, rabid running, Edward Cullen-loving, Twitterer Extrodinaire,
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Um den kümmere ich mich nieder. Als ich mich wieder unaufhaltsam dem Orgasmus nahe war. Währenddessen stellte Tim sich neben mich und seine Eichel drückte meine Lippen auseinander. Es war mein erstes Petting mit meiner besten Freundin Sandra ins städtische Freibad fuhr.
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