admit my guilt here so I can feel a little better about being a complete asshole.

My friend and fellow guilty ass-hole Ghost Lotus is gone!

The world has become just a little bit colder.

If you want to make a friend, let someone do you a favor.
- Benjamin Franklin

the new guilt-free jack has sluffed of the burdens of half-truths and atlerior motives. With a clean heart and a clear mind he is ready now to persue his destiny.

Big, selfish cheers to me! Yeah.

just imagine it:

you look in the mirror and you say – yeah, I’ve stolen, I’ve lied, a drink too much, I’m in debt, I am a bit lazy, I look at other women and admire their bodies. I like it when other women look at me and admire mine (mostly – it’s pretty irritating if I don’t find them attractive in return or they are crazy)

I am not perfect – might even be deeply flawed, but I’m not going to let shame make me walk around fearful of discovery. Or worse, get so tangled up trying to distance myself from it that my personality becomes a lie.

I havn’t stolen anything since I was a kid – but I’ve felt bad about it ever since, when I lie these days it’s to spare someones feelings – not because I’m hiding anything. I don’t cheat on my lady, as much as I’d like women to desire me – I just couldn’t hurt her like that.

She has said to me before that I am the most honorable man she knows. And maybe in a certain light it’s true – it’s why I behave that way she dosn’t understand. I do it because I just can’t bare falling anymore.

don’t cha wonder sometimes how much guilt you can carry before it breaks you?

I think I’ll just put my toe in for now:

_{mine has to do with commitment, relationship, children (or the lack there of) and the future…}

But – heck, there’s more than that. Jack may not be a good person to take advice from.