“I’ve spent more time at home this year, which of course has led to a drastic decrease in the number of “cockroaches” (no offense to cockroaches, and people who like cockroaches, that’s just what I used to call those men) I’ve exterminated, but after all, my health is most important. As for the cockroaches, it doesn’t matter how I know about them, or what I do with their bodies, what matters is how I enjoy the process of killing! And they’re all dead!
The man looking for a sugar baby
The man in search of the sugar baby, which reinforces gender and sees women as objects as commodities, this kind of men that enjoys patriarchy the most, as deeply reflected in the designation of sugar daddy and sugar baby, a relationship in which if it were possible to make love to your daughter and enjoy supreme bliss in a bottomless black hole of self- isolation. To be the only man in his daughter’s life. Isn’t this the ultimate dream of men in a patriarchal system? From this trade men can finally make this sexual fantasy real through money, setting aside ethics and taboos. For them, women are daughter figure toys bought with money. I hate this patriarchal relationship, and the Asian obsession with fair- skinned, slim, and childlike in appearance. (though I’m not, or am I? ) .
How exactly did I kill him? This time I used a knife, my favorite tool. We met at his house and before meeting him I told him I wanted no one else in the house. He opened the door to greet me and I introduced myself and he introduced himself to me and then led me to the living room, settled me on the couch to get the wine. I took off my jacket and took my knife out of my bag, then put my jacket away back on the couch and sat down to hide the knife behind my back. After a while he came back with a bottle of wine and two tall glasses. He held the bottle in his right hand as he talked about how much he had in his possessions, as Virginia Woolf writes in A Room of One’s Own that women often serve as “looking- glasses possessing the magic and delicious power of reflecting the figure of man at twice its natural size.” He sees me as his looking- glasses, I thought to myself that I could easily kill them, but before doing so, I still had to listen to his self- aggrandizement, and I wanted to swear.
I took the glass with my left hand and with my left hand behind me grabbing my knife, he clinked glasses with me and took a sip of his wine while I pretended to take a sip. He looked me in the eye and said, “From now on you’re going to call me daddy, I’m your authority.” “Call you daddy ...” I said, as soon as the word “daddy” came out of my mouth into his ear, I quickly raised my right hand and plunged the knife into his heart, blood splattering everywhere. Then, as I stabbed him in the right shoulder, I said, “It’s impossible to call you daddy.” He tried to resist, crying out for help, but it was all in vain, no one could help him. I have been practicing my knife skills for so long that he could not fight back, he lay on the couch and looked at me in horror, moaning in pain from time to time, I held the knife in both hands and plunged it into his body one after another. I made good on my promise to cut his head off, and I held his head in my hands and looked into his wide opened eyes, which had no light in them as he spoke of how much money he had. ”