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2.15.2010
Miss Trik's Monologue
Miss Trik comes out when I am playing. Here is a video of me unwinding after a long day of forth grade boringness. Enjoy, people. Weep not for me. Love, Annabelle Agony
We are a small depressed family in no man's land. The women of the family are like men, and the men like women. Our father is a samurai and our mother a dry cleaner. Our sorrow creeps out of our scalp and makes us blonder.
Annabelle I feel my guts wrenching as you are made to channel that horrible Miss Trik. Perhaps an exorcism is called for?
ReplyDeleteThis is so beautiful to me.
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