I wish you were here.

I am old.
And fat.
And ugly.
And unfuckable.

They all fall in love with me,
because I am the smartest man they had ever met.

Hahaha.
Who am I kidding?

I am just a great manipulator,
that's all.

I don't want to hurt anyone anymore.

It's time to give up on you.

You bring nothing but pain,
with few colorful mornings.

Goodbye love.
I don't want you anymore.
I will not pursue you anymore.

You brought the worst in me.

And aren't you just a lie anyway?
A bandage,
a stinky wet bandage,
for eternal
inescapable
fears?

I don't care.

I wish you were here.

I wish we could make it work.

But you are not here.

And you don't really want me.

I don't care.

Pistachios are everywhere.
What the fuck is this new trend?
Pistachio flavor on everything!?
Have they run out of new fucking ideas?
Fucking pistachios.

The sound of waves.
The color of the sea.
The storm is coming.
People are waiting for it.

Fuck everything.
Fuck love.
And especially,
fuck pistachios.