The word bro. And everything that aligns with it. The nasty looks, the fist pumps, the empty Stella cans populating the pavement. The fade haircut, their Rolex watches and Gucci trackies.

Anything crypto. Crypto art, crypto coin, crypto bubbles (any bubbles!), crypto apps and crypto hyper beasts. And this is not FUD (Fear, Uncertainty and Doubt), is fatigue. I am so tired of seeing people screaming on reels and tik tok I don’t follow screaming TO THE MOON or whatever bullshit they have chosen to worship that particular week.

Crypto – Bros (duh).

NFTs. The only non-fungible thing must be my integrity as a human being. Enjoy all your nasty apes, etherums and solastas.

Hashtags. I don’t want to be #blessed, I don’t want to see your #ad, I don’t want to feel your #vibe. Vibes. Use long sentences to describe how you feel. No, saying “it’s a vibe” it’s not enough. No, I don’t like how you started phrasing it with “It’s like…”. It’s not “like”, IT IS.
Good vibes only people.

I want every single facet, the good one, the nasty one, the pain and the pleasure, the happiness and the rock bottoms, the dancing and the dreadful misery. The strawberry, the vanilla, the mint and the ice cream that falls off the cone. Trying to monetise everything.

Being on MLMs. Scamming people. MLMs. Stigmatising sex work.

Being bothered by too many followers. Being bothered by someone not having enough.

Techno emojis (used ironically or unironically).

😎👽🔥💥🖤👊🏻🏢⛓️🔗🔩🔐🔊

Apologizing when dropping a message to someone who you haven’t connected with in a couple of weeks.

Eating crisps.
Doing anything without a concept. Freezing in fear, of the anxiety of constantly trying to control the chaos. Breaking the habits that make you happy. Lack of integrity. Lack of empathy.

Speakerphones in public spaces.

To give, or not to give. Thinking social media is real. Being lazy. Feeling like not being enough. Victimising ourselves.

Queuing, not getting paid.
I want to leave behind the past, and just one more time, I really want to do something new.