No big deal. But yeah, I just talked to my lovely boyfriend. He is the best thing that has ever happened to me. I hope he knows that, or I might have to shout it to the world. Something obnoxious and annoying like that.
Before we had our brief little discussion, boyfriend and I, I was suffering something many know as writers block. But now, I don't really care. I'll just type nonsense if I have to. Typing is fun, typing is making me feel productive. Typing is making me feel alive. And I've always wanted to feel alive, especially in the dystopian era we are currently living under. Typing is better than sleeping, because sleeping is like ya know, resting in peace. And sometimes because of this world, I just want to rest forever.
You know what else makes me feel alive and thriving? My boyfriend. He gives me life. He doesn't drain me like the rest of the population does sometimes. He restores me. I'm so glad about that. Oh and by the way, I'm feeling a little pissed off right now. You see this is why I hate being out in public and being a person of color.
Just cause I'm Asian and can't see because of my squinty eyes, doesn't change the fact that you're fucking racist. Asians are not gross looking. What the fuck is the matter with you? Get a fucking life for chrissakes, instead of throwing insults at my entire races face.
We are all human. We are all skin and bone. Now wouldn't you be gross looking if I shredded your skin and your bones protruded, showcasing themselves to the world? We're all skeletons dear. But they're not gross looking to me... Just creepy. Just be nice. Please.
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