if holden caulfield is real and is living, if he chanced upon me, he'd beat the shit out of me and kill me with his bare fists. i am a fake. i love everything and anything anglo, thinks and act like i'm anglo when i'm actually not. i worship another race because i think my own race is incompetent and impotent when i might actually be more incompetent and impotent than they are. which makes me, as holden caulfield would have put it, a phony. a first-class, gold-plated, honey-brazen phony.
[-McChipy-] a.k. Khabir Khan the ultimate vibe.. says: hahaha [-McChipy-] a.k. Khabir Khan the ultimate vibe.. says: eh wait ah..my mum screaming..got cockroach in her room [-McChipy-] a.k. Khabir Khan the ultimate vibe.. says: i go kill first [-McChipy-] a.k. Khabir Khan the ultimate vibe.. says: brb
there are times, only during rare instances, when you receive text messages and the content of the messages makes you just wanna hug the sender and go, "that's like the most sweetest thing evah, thank you, thank youuu very much."
text messages usually bore me because they are short and replying them is a major hassle. but yesterday night, that was it. the rare instance.