i'm just a girl.

YOU USELESS, ICE-CREAM SLURPIN' PSEUDO-FILIPINO, FAKE-SMART SLEEP-TOO-MUCH, IMPULSIVE, NOT-ECCENTRIC-BUT-FUCKED-UP, SAD-MUSIC-BUMPIN' ARTFAG, TIME-WASTING LAZY DON'T-DO-SHIT MOTHERFUCKER!

FUCK YOU JOSEPH, YOU HUMORLESS BITCH!

YOU'RE FUCKIN' UP MAN!

EAT MORE SALADS, FAG!

sincerely,

yourself.

happy times is wonderful and sad. it's like shower or quitting or kikujiro or vertical ray of the sun. how do these asian film-makers manage to squeeze my heart out for all of it's empathy and still not make it seem like sappy-fucking shit?

beauty in melancholy.