Ex-Schwag

Okay I recently got an email from a friend of mine (whattup Chen!) with her ranting and bitching about how her Ex is currently holding a possession of her's up for ransom. (the fact that it's an expensive Victoria's Secret bra rises the question of how he so recently got ahold of it away, but that's another story)
Either way her plight got me thinking about certain Valuable schwag I've lost at the hands of steamed exgirlfriends. Let's see, my awesome tear-away Adidas warm-up pants, my stylish blue-dialed Fossil watch, and my kick-ass perfectly broken-in red Kangol Visor... just to name a few. And then there's the schwag I've swiped from them! (yes, panties are involved) I believe this issue raises a few certain moral questions. Why do we do this? What causes us to steal small personal valuables from the people we once loved? Is it the desire to continually possess something that will forever remind us of that person? Or are we just stealing something we know they'll miss? And which is better, the obsession-like need to own a piece of someone or the vindictive nature to rob them of alittle something of themselves?
Personally I'm stumped, and yet have both participated and been on the receiving end of this behavior. I guess I want to believe that these actions are just our own pathetic way of holding on to something good we've once had and have since lost. Although seriously now aren't we supposedly adults now? So come on, Jennifer, I will totally mail you back all those sexy lace thongs I stole but I want my goddamn Adidas pants back!