Custard doughnuts, strawberries WITH cream, three chicken drumsticks, an entire plate of chicken doner kebab, a tuna sammich, Cadbury cracker sticks, next-door pizza, a pending potato and leek soup, beef and mushroom soup with another round coming up next, bottles of Pepsi Max, bottle of Oasis, bottled water, semi-skimmed milk, cranberry and raspberry tea, and summer cocktail. Fuck my mouth-to-ass ratio, Batman!
Dark, darker, darkest, there is no difference. All hurts the same. Pain, everlasting, lingering. Pain, day and night. The hours are uncertain. Anything can happen now. Thinking about it hurts. Truth is unreliable. The romance is dead. My heart, it is lost. Unrecoverable, hateful, distrusting. Wishful, perhaps, but I have lost everything before and survived still. This one was special. So special. Embittered, the tip of my tongue tastes. The flavour of my life. Cuisine of kitchens unwanted. It burns, to the heart. I do not understand. I do not understand.