My life these days seems to revolve around artificial beings.
Everyone is trying to be one up on you, trying to be right – always insisting over and above what you say, suggesting more and meaning to secure their place.
Plastic minds, extruded souls – my 8months are spend fighting these people – these intruders of my ways, these dead people.
Business is ruthless and selfish – I hate people who are trying to hard – stop trying so hard you fucking losers….