Call me jealous if you want, I won't deny I do have horrible character traits. It's by far not my worst at all. Cold and damp nights always brings this side out of me, hell for months I did nothing but suddenly tonight I choose to take action. Spooky shit.
Neon lit signs cast a shadow over storefront and thresh hold alike as I move through the red light district with my head turned down under a baggy hood and hands clutching my knife in my leather jacket's pocket. With each step I fell further and further into a veritable idiocracy of what the old fashioned brothel had become; an entire Hong Kong strip for letches and liars. It even smelled like shame and a long bath before you hug your kids" bye for school here.
"Nǐ y"o q" nǎ'er, bǎob"i?" Where the fuck did you come from' A bucket of attraction wouldn't help this miser that chose to jump in my path and start dribbling such raspy Chinese" Sugar and spice and everything nice was apparently not in the recipe of whatever gathering of evil apocalyptic demons created her. After a brief pause and surely a skeptical stare at the cluster of sores and blisters gathered at the corner of this"...Whatever this creature was". Mouth and a brush and blast of musty sweat filled gust of wind assaulting my sadly flared and all too sensitive nostrils I could hear her hateful melancholy shout and cut at me for ignoring her. "Nǐ tā mā de xiǎo jiāhuo. Wǒ du" nǐ t"i "nggu" fǎnzh"ng. Sǐ ba." Skanky slut. Everyone knows whatever ungodly breed of pure Asian you are isn't gaudy blonde anyway.
I'm a mental shit talker, I talk shit about everything and anything in large quantity and in my opinion high quality of work. I tend to keep my mouth shut for hours and take most things, specifically the berating and beating my wife often threw out at me. A petite little thing with mosquito bites where tits should have been and a daddy with money enough to own a third of Hong Kong's industry. She's a solid ten on the scale. Well she does have a lot of faults, like that damn Poodle, but' Basically she is a three with seven billion dollars.
That's why I find myself out on the streets, mucking through the filthy streets similar to those I left behind long ago' Long ago before I left Persia a man. I'm not Persian, I'm Caucasian and with my accent it's easy to tell I'm from the Colombians". But I remember Persia far more than I do Columbia. Why does this even matter" I ramble far too much in my mind.
With rush hour, 2 A.M., I find myself blending into the crowd. Such an easy game it is in a flood of misery like this blending is?.
Neon lit signs cast a shadow over storefront and thresh hold alike as I move through the red light district with my head turned down under a baggy hood and hands clutching my knife in my leather jacket's pocket. With each step I fell further and further into a veritable idiocracy of what the old fashioned brothel had become; an entire Hong Kong strip for letches and liars. It even smelled like shame and a long bath before you hug your kids" bye for school here.
"Nǐ y"o q" nǎ'er, bǎob"i?" Where the fuck did you come from' A bucket of attraction wouldn't help this miser that chose to jump in my path and start dribbling such raspy Chinese" Sugar and spice and everything nice was apparently not in the recipe of whatever gathering of evil apocalyptic demons created her. After a brief pause and surely a skeptical stare at the cluster of sores and blisters gathered at the corner of this"...Whatever this creature was". Mouth and a brush and blast of musty sweat filled gust of wind assaulting my sadly flared and all too sensitive nostrils I could hear her hateful melancholy shout and cut at me for ignoring her. "Nǐ tā mā de xiǎo jiāhuo. Wǒ du" nǐ t"i "nggu" fǎnzh"ng. Sǐ ba." Skanky slut. Everyone knows whatever ungodly breed of pure Asian you are isn't gaudy blonde anyway.
I'm a mental shit talker, I talk shit about everything and anything in large quantity and in my opinion high quality of work. I tend to keep my mouth shut for hours and take most things, specifically the berating and beating my wife often threw out at me. A petite little thing with mosquito bites where tits should have been and a daddy with money enough to own a third of Hong Kong's industry. She's a solid ten on the scale. Well she does have a lot of faults, like that damn Poodle, but' Basically she is a three with seven billion dollars.
That's why I find myself out on the streets, mucking through the filthy streets similar to those I left behind long ago' Long ago before I left Persia a man. I'm not Persian, I'm Caucasian and with my accent it's easy to tell I'm from the Colombians". But I remember Persia far more than I do Columbia. Why does this even matter" I ramble far too much in my mind.
With rush hour, 2 A.M., I find myself blending into the crowd. Such an easy game it is in a flood of misery like this blending is?.