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your hands betray your age: October 2008
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Your hands betray your age. Cut along the dotted line. Wednesday, October 22, 2008. Theoretical Chicken Soup for the Hypothetical Soul. Pain Reliever. Fever Reducer. Fast Acting. One by one, I return the bottles to their places on the shelf. None of them says anything about curing existential angst. Shouldn’t your questions about the meaninglessness of life be concisely answered beneath the FDA label? Percent daily values of god and the devil? Aren’t people concerned about this? 8220;The longest books ar...
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your hands betray your age: July 2008
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Your hands betray your age. Cut along the dotted line. Wednesday, July 30, 2008. Dear God, Why Am I So Well-Adjusted? The therapist folded his hands and stared at me intently. I want a disorder" I said. "People will listen to me if they think there's something wrong. Can you just diagnose me with something? That's not really how it works.". Look I'm fucked up. I can prove it! Sometimes I pay to see one movie at the theater, then when it ends,. I sneak into another one. What about social anxiety? They dra...
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your hands betray your age: Promise!
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Your hands betray your age. Cut along the dotted line. Thursday, April 16, 2009. I like this development. Because now we can’t afford to say anything trivial. Talking to each other is actively killing us. And that is the most exciting feeling in the world. And you wonder why I never call you. April 17, 2009 at 12:48 AM. I keep my phone in my pocket so I can become sterile. April 17, 2009 at 7:53 AM. Reading that killed me. dick! April 22, 2009 at 8:16 PM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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your hands betray your age: i.
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Your hands betray your age. Cut along the dotted line. Sunday, October 5, 2008. Did you write this on paper then take pictures of it or do some neat computer copy paste stuff to make this happen? October 5, 2008 at 9:06 PM. This was all sharpie! I just used a scanner/digital camera when i was done. October 5, 2008 at 9:37 PM. That is friggin sweeeeeeet. good idea. October 6, 2008 at 9:58 AM. Niiiiice. you should do some more on mag covers only. great idea. October 7, 2008 at 10:28 PM.
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your hands betray your age: History
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Your hands betray your age. Cut along the dotted line. Thursday, April 23, 2009. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I'd like to kiss you, but you're foaming at the mouth. View my complete profile.
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your hands betray your age: May 2009
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Your hands betray your age. Cut along the dotted line. Wednesday, May 6, 2009. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). I'd like to kiss you, but you're foaming at the mouth. View my complete profile.
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your hands betray your age: March 2009
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Your hands betray your age. Cut along the dotted line. Tuesday, March 10, 2009. From a shack to an RV, and I'm still not sure if that was an improvement. The RV lets you run away, sure, but you're towing seven tons of trinkets, furniture, bad memories. Cigarette burns. Bruises. She tried to school me, made an effort, but she was no teacher. Eventually, I just sat in the shade of the candy-stripe RV canopy, listening to the wind chimes. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile.
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your hands betray your age: Cheekbone
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Your hands betray your age. Cut along the dotted line. Tuesday, March 10, 2009. From a shack to an RV, and I'm still not sure if that was an improvement. The RV lets you run away, sure, but you're towing seven tons of trinkets, furniture, bad memories. Cigarette burns. Bruises. She tried to school me, made an effort, but she was no teacher. Eventually, I just sat in the shade of the candy-stripe RV canopy, listening to the wind chimes. I really enjoy this story and am excited to read more! March 11, 2009...
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your hands betray your age: Black Eye
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Your hands betray your age. Cut along the dotted line. Friday, September 12, 2008. I think this is my favorite so far. I can't place why or even a particular line that really does it for me because all of it does it for me. I want to digest this essay so I can piss excellence. hehehe. I will buy you pochi the second I get money just because I like this so very much. AND Happy Birthday! September 17, 2008 at 10:26 PM. Aww, thank you! Shall i carry around a "will write for bubble tea" sign from here on out?
