Dec 9, 2019

My Kind Of Girl, Like... Her

What? What? What? Yeah, what? I think she is cute.
Which one? 
The Australian! Which Australian? Your blonde Australian girlfriend, Aramax.

And then, there you go: Me and Her, our paths shall never cross, in case we conspire to Murder Aramax. The kind of men who knows for a fact that probably A Handful Of People want them Dead, like, very dead. But, love, have you Met Aramax? The level of Security Details...Plus the sheer number of Metal Detectors and X-Ray Scanners involved when he is present? Not to mention the headcount of Concerned Parties whenever he is On To Go? Hand to hand combat? Is this some kind of Shakespearean innuendo? But, honestly, fuck no. He can squish the both of us the same way one squeezes a ripe peach with one hand. Little girls, of course he likes little girls. Where else cometh the contrast? The same way I wish I could drive a Hummer H3 for Everyday Commuting. Do not neglect to place a Mahjong table at the back of the vehicle, I would add.

Wild. She's pretty wild. Whatever that means, Aramax. I don't know which part of your Central Nervous System is hyper-active when you look at her. She's just cute to me and I like Her, so much that I would definitely conspire against you with Her if that's really really what she wants, at the end of the day. Being the Natural Born Contrarian that I'm, I'm inclined to argue that isn't what this girl is truly after... with Aramax, at least.

She has this cute accent - I thought she's actually Scottish but grew up in Louisiana then moved to Oceania and becomes Australian. Talk about the winding paths of One State Of existence. How do these things work, anyway? How much more of my time would you like to waste? Perhaps she is not Serious enough to lead to your Immediate Attention being required.

The truth is, we all know what needs to be done. In all the ways Some People have Gaslighted Some Other People... Making sure they Deep Dive Into Insanity and 99 Levels of Minor Inconveniences On A Daily Basis... Oh, Aramax, what do we call these people nowadays? 「黑警」⋯⋯「死黑警」 ⋯⋯And then what, love? You tell me...「黑警死全家」⋯⋯It means Exactly what it means. Avenge me. Avenge me. AVENGE...ME... Her voice rings in my ear. I'm Unable and Unwilling to let her go. Someone I loved Martyred in the name of Love. Without me... that is. Is that guy still quoting John Milton here and there? Paradise Lost? The version of Paradise Lost that I know of involves a Double Suicide.

Don't you dare kill yourself, Someone had said. Sir, your words have no power over me - unfortunately. Your commands are still as invalid as your Twitter account.




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