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And then, the next morning I awoke and was positively mortified by what I had done. The whole thing seemed like a good idea at the time, but now that I was more cognizant of my actions — I was horrified. But then I had a conversation with myself that with something like: Why are you being such a wimp about all of this? In theory, yes, but still… Logical Stephanie: Man up and own this shit!
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