The Story of Jackie
Old friend emails me, he asks how me and Die in a Fire (Aka Jackie) broke up, ‘cuz we didn’t talk for like 2 years. I answered in the form of a cartoon, because I still don’t talk about her. Not that I hold a grudge or anything! Hold on, I have to go burn an effigy…
Despite my overly emo nature, I haven’t really talked about it at all. Aside from the fact that it still makes me angry thinking about it, I felt like people would think I deserved everything that happened. Which is kind of true. You can’t respect someone who doesn’t respect themselves. I did need to “man up”. Everything everyone told me was true and I was an idiot. I’m not an idiot anymore though. Self hating, bitter, whiny, annoying, overly philosophical, and a curmudgeon, maybe. But that’s it.
Anyway, now I made a cartoon and I can never talk about it again and bottle everything up for ever!
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Damien Laliberte lives his life between the lines. A photographer, writer, guitarist, popper, and a boorish opiner; He keeps eccentric hours and is oft seen scurrying off to bed immediately after daybreak, periodically stopping to scan the horizon for any sign of Dom DeLuise (To make sure he hasn't accidentally been transported back in time to the 1970's).
