Nostalgia, My Ass!

Last night, in a moment of weakness and under the influence of a book I was reading, I wrote some sentimental words about nostalgia, but the truth is I don't give a fuck about Laura anymore. I was stupid and blind for a long time. I finally wised up. Now if I happen to meet the bitch on the street, I would just ignore her. What would I say to her now? Nothing. I have nothing but contempt for her in my heart. And I don't give a shit about her anymore. I don't want to know what happened to her life, why she walked away. I no longer want to know. For many years I did, but not anymore. It is a testament to my sweet nature that I still love women. A lesser man would become a serial killer, starting with the bitch. So, the reader, please be careful next time you fall in love. Love could kill you if you are not careful.