February 2012
Words are hollow.
Eyes are deceiving.
Thoughts are far fetched.
Illusions are broken.
Looks mean nothing.
Expressions can be fake.
Emotions are assassins.
Senses don’t work.
Heart stops beating.
Light turns into darkness.
Does this mean I am dead?
okay so me and my dad were at this chinese resteraunt for dinner
and our waitress came up to us and she goes
” my name is jenny”
and of course my dad tries to make it more asian I guess and he goes ” oh channie?” and she goes ” no Jenny”
and my dad goes ” OH CHAAIN-EE like dick chainee?”
and she goes ” no like jenny craig”
and he goes ” no you are skinny all you asians are skinny all the time unless you are those sumos “
I was just sitting there like omg please stop talking
