Without question, ear drums.
Aside from the obvious, for hearing, once when we were kids laying around in the grass on the lawn and my brother stuck a blade of grass in my ear, it was like finger nails across the chalk board only 10 times worse. I can still remember the feeling now that I think about it.
2006-10-14 02:09:27
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answered by M Hirsch 2
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my self-esteem (or lack there of).
Perhaps it stems from being told time and time again about all the things that would make "me" better..... if I had a college degree, if I wore different clothes, if I wasn't so free-spirited, if I was more grounded in my thinking, if I was a better mother to my daughter, if I would clean more efficiently, if I acted more like a *lady* and less like a drunken sailor, if I didn't use the computer as a means of friendship...etc. etc. So I get really withdrawn when I start to feel inadequate as a person. I start to wonder if there is anything worthy about myself. And so when people try to give me compliments I sorta roll my eyes. I also have a very hard time believing people genuinely like me. Sometimes I feel like they just do it out of obligation.... and then I feel awful. Hmmmm...this is starting to sound pathetic. lol I do love "me" (believe it or not) and I know that who I am is all I can be....good with the bad. I guess I just have bouts with my self-esteem at times and I know that is where my *real* Achilles heel lies.
2006-10-14 12:36:26
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answered by Mr. Sky 6
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What are beanie weenies? I am almost afraid to ask. Include the answer to this sweet mystery of life in one of your answers to my inane questions. The 360 is coming. I'll figure it out. I'm just not sure I want everyone to know that I am this 68 year old Ukrainian grandmother and not Brad Pitt. What happened to Ginger, Molly?
2006-10-15 03:14:24
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answered by Anonymous
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I suppose that that would be the part that nobody else can see or know. The part that even you are a little afraid to see. It's there, but it takes a lot of courage to peal back the layers to look at it and touch it. But it's there.
2006-10-14 13:48:44
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answered by Anonymous
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My heart...sure, when you use a chest spreader and have a peek it looks like one tough muscle...but it's really quite fragile and sensitive. So it's probably a good thing I don't let a lot of people handle it.
2006-10-14 09:03:16
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answered by gotalife 7
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Feet
2006-10-14 09:13:14
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answered by edison 5
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The honest (and thereby vulnerable) place where I keep what I feel for the people I truly care about.
Go near that shrine, and I WILL bite.
2006-10-14 10:11:40
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answered by Anonymous
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Family jewels
2006-10-14 09:00:54
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answered by aries4272 4
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The part I try not to talk about.,Its the part that some know, but don't realize they know.You know what I mean.
2006-10-14 16:22:25
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answered by Jujeaux 6
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My inner child. It is there all the time despite that I try so hard to keep it hidden.
2006-10-14 11:29:02
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answered by Anonymous
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