Well... here goes...
Now I lay me down to sleep...
Eh.
God...
um...Jesus?
I wanted to ask for forgiveness on...
Well... I know you've seen me do this before...
I... can't...
I'm sorry, God.
I'm gonna lay down, now.
God, am I crazy?
Am I crazy for wanting purity and the feeling of youth's prime at the same time?
I can't feel lonely with you here?
Am I greedy and unfaithful for doing so?
I just...
Mmm...
*Sighs*
In Jesus' Name, Amen.
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