There has to be a way to do it perfectly!

what's boobies. heheh i'm a visual learner by the way *someone shows me their boobs* jesus christ what the fuck is that

ahhhh so the guilt is NOT supposed to be neverending and haunting and constant and persisting beyond a doubt over even the most menial of things that i would not be upset at someone else for. i understand now.

i think i hauve ocd.

stop saying it doesnt matter when im talking about something that does matter. like my penis, which matters to me and pretty much everyone else on earth

Humans just have sex with each other and have fun but I'm freaking out over here and making everything be life or death and adding 100 moral layers to everything its absolutely miserable and pathetic and its humiliating how I have to overanalyze everything and distance myself from every harmless thing and act morally superior like ohhhhmy god

Im doing the thing again where I think its INHERENTLY UNCONTROLLABLY MY BAD SOUL, and not a trauma that I need to make a conscious strive to improve on