Confessions of someone who has no idea who she is...

It's still racism to say that Japanese music sucks only because the lyrics aren't in English. I live with a pack of racists who get offended if you say the word "nigger" in reference to them yet condone words like "chink" and "jap". So here's a big middle finger to my family, friends and anyone else who has anything to say about Asian music in general. We force feed them our garbage then want to complain that they sound to American. Fuck America.  For the Asian girls who want to date white/black/non-Asian men but call me a weabo because I happen to think that Japanese music is the shit and that Miyavi belongs in my bed naked: Fuck you. Fuck racism.

I'll play Rentrer En Soi as loud as I want, scream along with Shiina Ringo, swoon at the sound of Gackt's voice and play air bass when I hear Pierrot and you racists can all go fuck yourselves (or each other as it pleases you). My mother is white, my father is black but my skin is as yellow as my soul.

But no one knows why she swallowed the fly.

I think I've changed...