Sugar based diets rot your teeth. Switch to Splenda, still a goddamn lie.
Sugar-cubed my life for you. You can’t take it black. I can’t take it back.
I love watching you pretend to be a nice guy. You’re a fucking waste.
People say “karma” but that doesn’t keep me from feeling like a fool.
Your fake afflictions: I met them with kindness and left with emptiness.
Empty and full of words, lies are funny like that. But then so are you.