http://overthehegemon.com/2005/09/30/my-macabre-menagerie/ If life is a journey with the same destination, then why do we all think that we have different road maps? Sat, 19 May 2012 16:20:49 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=1.5.2 http://overthehegemon.com/2005/09/30/my-macabre-menagerie/#comment-37243 Tue, 14 Sep 2010 18:34:49 +0000 http://overthehegemon.com/2005/09/30/my-macabre-menagerie/#comment-37243 [...] Over the Hegemon » My pet cemetary 30 Sep 2005. Pingback by Over the Hegemon » Don't pick, it'll never heal!*. Line and paragraph breaks automatic, e-mail address never displayed,.overthehegemon.com/2005/09/30/my-macabre-menagerie/ - Over the Hegemon » My pet cemetary [...] […] Over the Hegemon » My pet cemetary 30 Sep 2005. Pingback by Over the Hegemon » Don’t pick, it’ll never heal!*. Line and paragraph breaks automatic, e-mail address never displayed,.overthehegemon.com/2005/09/30/my-macabre-menagerie/ - Over the Hegemon » My pet cemetary […]

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]]> http://overthehegemon.com/2005/09/30/my-macabre-menagerie/#comment-15 Sun, 09 Oct 2005 03:52:30 +0000 http://overthehegemon.com/2005/09/30/my-macabre-menagerie/#comment-15 [...] I was about 8 years old when she started this particular harassment. It was after I had killed the tadpoles, but before Petey the parakeet. We shared a flat with my Uncle and this Aunt. She would constantly harass me about all my shortcomings, which were too numerous to count according to her. Since I knew that I had murdered the tadpoles, I was feeling particularly vulnerable. [...] […] I was about 8 years old when she started this particular harassment. It was after I had killed the tadpoles, but before Petey the parakeet. We shared a flat with my Uncle and this Aunt. She would constantly harass me about all my shortcomings, which were too numerous to count according to her. Since I knew that I had murdered the tadpoles, I was feeling particularly vulnerable. […]

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