gender: SG
age: 27 (Jul 13, 1981)
occupation: deconstructing reality
gets me hot: legs. I'm a leg man. Like Buk.
crush: it's more like a crash, dear.
most humbling moment: I'm shameless.
stats: constantly bruised
i lost my virginity: it was rubbish
into: people who have notes written on the back of their hand in blue biro pen.
makes me sad: that David Bowie ruined his fabulous Ziggy Stardust fangs in the States in the 80ies.
makes me happy: the sound of semi in Tokyo heat, jinxing people on my blacklist and getting mistaken for a tranny.
body mods: garbed in ultimate fuck-uppery, black rotten heart covered in lipstick and gore.
fantasy: I'm working on being born a handsome shinto-ist with a big cock in my next life. Will sing in countertenor and be really good at handbalancing, too.
I can hardly bring myself to do anymore typing, twittering, fucking with words; clearly the wrong season for fingers on keyboard. With new season upon us, hysterically sunny, blooming, bleeding, drunken, purple and orange, it's high time for chaos and dressy acid parties in the sunlight cemeteries, and not for fingers on keyboards, no no.

Manko is alive and well. See you around... maybe.
































