Somehow, the three of us being together really works! We laugh nonstop, and something always feels amusing when we're having a discussion. Ahh, both of the girls are absolutely gorgeous and brilliant, and so strong and independent too! I enjoy them booking everything and ordering everything like bosses, and I'm there tagging along, like a younger sister only for thrill and fun!
I think the highlight for me has to be when I got so high, I can't stop spilling about the imaginary world that we are entirely unfamiliar with. We as women, caged in this man-made world, have no imagination about what a different reality in a parallel universe could be like. I couldn't stop myself! I'd been super excited because both of them are very very intelligent women who truly understand different concepts, such as feminism, communism, colonialism, and polyamory etc, and have decided to be open and on the progressive side of things. I got especially turned on (well, not down there) when they responded to me with a counterargument or agreement on different points. I'd gone over their argument over and over, laying it out, looking for cracks and coming up with new arguments in my mind when we were quietly dancing to the music.
I was so high, everything felt only 75% at speed for me; I'd been using my loudest voice so I could get my views received; I'd been repeating my points without knowing; I'd been elaborating some corner concepts to a degree that I might derail from my original track of thoughts. They'd been focused intensely for five minutes, then suddenly burst into uncontrollable laughter because of how serious I was about all those imaginary things. The live Jazz was dull last night at Local Edition, and we were the only people who came forward to the dance floor. But we didn't dance, we just went there to laugh.
Oh, how hard we were tripping.
We were supposed to be in Costa Rica right now. They booked everything, Airbnb, SUV, and our flights too. However, Sangha doesn't have citizenship, and she doesn't want to risk being unable to return. "We would be sent to concentration camps right away when we land in Houston!" "Ya, because by then, we couldn't stop ourselves greeting 'Hola' to anybody that passes us after the beautiful trip. They'd scoop our assses up at the border and throw us inside the concentration camps! Texas? Oh damn, had to the receiving state when we intend to re-enter after Costa Rica..." "Never going to those states anymore, only concentration camps waiting for us lowborn nonwhites, lol..." We three couldn't stop shitting ourselves.
We still need to go to Costa Rica, it has to be done. We'll wait for the water to be calmer, wait for the cheeto to face some more lawsuits and cut the fuck out a bit. Chill dude, chill, calm the fuck down, you organge fuck of expired soggy cheetos. Irritating piece of obsolete junk who spends tens of millions of taxpayers' hard-earned dollars on nonstop golfing and partying! A bunch of degenerate, filthy, saggy-boned men who have absolutely no control over their greed, ego, lust, and gluttony, hauling in dollars by insider trading, collution and corruption, while bankrupting the whole freaking nation on all fronts from education to social welfare, from environment to foreign relations. For this, I blame the self-brainwashed, immoral and racist rotten souls, each fucking one of them. Oh wait, guess they are being ruthlessly fucked up too. Karma.
"I have absolutely no respect and no sympathy left for any cheeto supporters. If I know there's one I'm encountering, I would fuck myself out from their sight within a second. I have zero patience left for any of them. It's been fucking Nine years! How fucking retarded they could be??!!" "Naa, it's okay, it's a democracy, people had their reasons to vote for him." "Enough. Stop your patronizing bullshit on me at this moment. I am not preaching to anybody, I am not harming anybody, I only just want to quietly fuck myself off. Please don't interfere with what I feel like doing or not. Leave me be in peace, please." A typical conversation between Raj and me.
Yup, at this moment, I just want to fuck myself off. Any place in my own mind is a thousand times better than the cheeto-contaminated reality.
Wait, why I use so many "fuck" today? Got too many hot candies lately? Lol...
We three had fun no matter where, that's the most important, ha!
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