I recently bought Rocco a doll at a garage sale. He's torn the poor thing apart. She's missing her foot. Her head is turned around as if she had been possessed by the devil. Her lower body is twisted and the truth is he still isn't done. He is trying to tear her apart. We found her face down in the backyard and Daniel started calling her Murder Victim Barbie. I took a few photos of her NEXT to my beautiful squash. I thought the juxtaposition of damaged barbie and beautiful squash would nicely sum of our lives right now.
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