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AGE: 15
spend an hour
and a half mentally torturing myself during the film, Howard the Duck. (and
not just because the film was Howard the Duck) i am on a date and keep
making rules in my head to "hold her hand right after this scene". each
scene passes and my hand becomes so sweaty by the end of the film that i
don't know if i can even hold a pencil effectively. yes, there was no second date.
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