סקיצות מחיים דיספונקציונליים

When I heard you had a new girlfriend I was so mad and hurt and angry. The pain was unbearable. Could it have been me if I were not already with my good master? I was enraged just imagining that she gets to be fucked by you. And I wanted to tell her that I knew your dark side and I wanted to tell her, you poor soul, run from him. Run. You are too good for him and he will be bored with you in no time.
And I saw the flowers on her desk-probably from you. Mr. Color coordinated by season. You started wearing mustard colored pants lately and the flowers were brown and yellow. You even had some new shirts on. I knew she took you shopping, that’s what I would do too. I wanted to throw the flowers dripping in her face. But then I saw her stupid smile, so kind and so naïve and I just walked away. Tomorrow I will see you walking by, saying a quick hi, with your stupid new pants and an aloof smile, of a guy who fucked his new girlfriend last night.