Not even a day passed after 2011 and I already committed a grave error of not being able to keep my resolution. I promised myself to no longer eat meat and just strive on fruits and vegetables for a healthier lifestyle. After the party, I was hungry as a wolf, agitated as a whore. The table greeted me with wine and cider and meat at home. Fruits were present too, but who'd notice such a thing when my drool lusts for the flesh of bovine? Is it possible to skip the first day for the resolution and start maybe tomorrow? My willpower is weak sauce.
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.