i suck (for a fee)

"dear infatuation, you do not see me. die here beside you in see-through obscurity."
starry configurations - jets to brazil

there were some mats revving up their motorbike engines downstairs. they were celebrating the wedding of a fellow mat. but some of them were riding lousy shit scooters. so it was "poot-poot-pooot" rather than the macho-ish "vroom-vrooom" they were hoping for. now they're playing drums. they were blasting music yesterday and this morning.

i think wedding dinners are unnecessary. it's just a fucking-super-dooper fancy way of telling people you're married when they already know. maybe celebrations are just fun.


we are all against people. neighbours hate each other. different races hate each other. the rich and poor hate each other. old people and skaters hate each other. straight people and gays hate each other. everyone denies this and yet everyone participates.

indians are smelly, mats are lazy, chinese are perfect. ang mohs are superior, muslims are terrorists. we all discriminate against those who are different. i think it's rather normal. who wouldn't be worried about being friends with a person with purple skin and blue hair?

actually we all fear each other. that's what guns were invented for. it's the same fear you had when your mother threatened to get the karang-kuni man to catch you if you didn't listen to her when you were young.