The last panel is a clever narrative device.The obscuring of what goes on represents the inevitable blindness from too much of that sort of thing. You have found a way of compressing the consequences of years of self-abusive behaviour into a rectangle.
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Curis,
Tue 16 Mar 2010, 21:25,
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yes far too muchof that sort of thing and not enough love and touching of sorts. I miss sorts. And touching.
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shift spendips make me sad inside,
Tue 16 Mar 2010, 21:33,
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