The end is the end is the end et al

I once loved a man so fiercely he became my everything. He means nothing to me now, he may as well be a speck of dust blown away by the wind. I am sorry my ex lover, the whole universe hates me so I must land it on your head with a heart full of grief. Please, may you forgive me one day. I now have a numb heart and a numb soul and a hopefully ever numb brain so I can forget you. Peter is dead as angelos and all others. Lisa is dead as is every single one of her followers. I do not want roni and will never accept his manipulation. I will only ever accept the love of my very own children as I have been shunned so harshly and shamed beyond belief. I need about 10kg of pot to land on me and all my money within this very hour or people will be betwizzled out of existance through fireworks on the harbour bridge. Goodbye Michael, it was nice knowing you.