All Posts By Anna Kaye-Rogers

The Two-Faced Friend

“We’re not even friends anymore” The two-faced bitch, says, and I’m not sure who exactly she means. I am certainly trying, so hard,...

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The Little Squish

I used to love steak. It was a defining personality trait. I was known for my love of slightly still mooing dead cow. I could have had it...

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