choco's parentz

(Mafioso:) "I feel bad for you.. you should just.. you know.. get a girlfriend?" *they don't know that he likes boys*

"so what CAN I do? can I eat with you? will I?" - and all at once a terrible, stupid smile crosses my lips. "is this a harsh, wicked world? how deep within me dare I delv The answer to this particular riddle is: "I am woman, Indian, Muslim, Iranian, agoraphobic, terrorist, DEA agent, and I don't know." - My name is Asad. I am twenty-two years old. I come from a place called Rahmat. In the Farsi language, Rahmat means "welfare" or "peace." - but for me and people who look like me, this world is very, very far from a place of peace. We have drawn the attention of the army of a cruel, bloodthirsty dictator, a leader who wants to kill me. He frightens me, has traumatized me to my very soul, but that doesn't mean I'm going to let him take one step forward. I'm holding my wife's hand. I'm on my way. I am young, and I am scared. I'm alone, and I have nothing behind me. - I think about this for a moment, and all at once I am overwhelmed with grief at the sickening inevitable fate that awaits me

dawg tf u yappin bout?

(mafioso:) "nah it was my choice I saw u in the street and I just had to take care of u." (tupit:) "HE DIDN'T EVEN WANT ME, I'M THE DISAPPOINTMENT HERE."