I am the Lunatic & he is Moon Man, he who has unearthed me. My feathers are seriously ruffled. Can I take any more of his accusations of infidelity? Now he’s calling me a liar. Sat Nam motherfucker.
Such a shame on me that he’s my favourite man on Earth. Being from the Moon, he misunderstands me. He can’t believe that I haven’t been up to my old tricks with every Tom, Dick & Harry since we’ve become lovers. So we’re not lovers anymore. FINE!*
Fucked up
Irate
Neurotic
Erratic
Chance be a FINE thing & so be he. No such thing as never, so maybe one day he’ll come around & stop believing the dark thoughts he’s having about me. My psychologist Aine said she understood why he’d be jealous given the circumstances. I got coked out of it in the company of one of my neighbours. He was keen to get it on in the end but I was not going there, only thinking of Moon Man. And so we parted platonically, as firm friends. Homies.
To the detriment of proceedings with my main man. Turns out he’s a sick & twisted individual. He’s been tossing & turning in his thoughts of infidelity ever since. And I’m receiving the brunt of it via WhatsApp. What the fuck?
He’s insistently calling me out for telling lies when I speak the truth! No longer does he want to come around for kisses, sob. Says he wants me to me his MILF now. Mother I’d Like to Fuck up in the head.
Faith In The Ripple Effect 