When an asian wife cooks for a white guy.
When one goes off to satisfy his feed.
When trying is cause of nothingness
And impunity is at its bliss.
We save money and be shit to life to nothing,
I am seriously tired of riddles at this point.
And want life at much less ordinary pace.
With a redeemed poise, of a new form of uselessness.
And basically nothing.
Everything is useless.
And this post is actually useless.
Why do I care to write this shit.
And why anyone even care to go through this effort.