Tracey Berkowitz:
I am so happy. I have an amazing life. Now I'm gonna scratch my eyes out.
[suddenly angry]
Tracey Berkowitz:
What, you think I'm funny? I'm an emergency. It's not my fault, all right? It's not. My DNA is fucked, okay? You can ask Dr. Heker. She's my psychiatrist. I don't know, I heard her say the problem's, like, congential or something? I don't know, I think she was on the phone.
[goes back to mock happy]
Tracey Berkowitz:
I'd also like to thank my parents. And God. And my boyfriend. Especially my boyfriend. When we were together everything was so friggin' clear that you could hear a glass tinging a fork in Mozambique. Now my head could explode, and I wouldn't even notice.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:32