My name is Annie.I'm not as old as I look or as clever as I sound. I make music and smoke too many cigarettes. I'm fiercely independent and direct to a fault, but I don't talk all that much. I like baking and incense and elephants and nighttime. I love words and music and dark humor. I'm a walking contradiction (aren't we all?) and I like people sometimes.
I'd rather have a bottle in front of me than a frontal lobotomy.