I think there are squirrels in my attic. (..and no, that's not a euphamism.)
As i lay my cold hand on the wet cement, i let out a gasp of air as i watched the night slip away into the dark abyss never to be drenched in light and forever in despair and nocturnal slumber. The earth quakes as my consciousness fades through a labyrinth of lies and deceit and i feel my soul restlessly gliding across the sands of time waiting for a stroke of an ethereal bond to open my encrusted eyes into a new birth, the dawn of a new world and an everlasting sanctity of the afterlife.
Mmmm...coffee!
Every sip is like a tiny hug.
Water is a prism for light. Coffee is a prism for mind.
Coffee Time with Justg.
*internal monologue*
Be cool, Coffeegirl.
Calm down!
Why did you have that 2nd espresso?
Omgomgomgomg!
Oops...mental note: get coffee colored shirts!
This thread has too much coffee. Not enough broccoli.
Did you know that broccoli is a member of the cabbage family? It gets it's name from the italian word broccolo, which means 'flowering top of cabbage'.
Last edited by Fresh Broccoli; 08-06-2016 at 12:07 AM.
'You are lucky because you caught me in a transitional phase. I was sitting here eating my muffin, drinking my coffee and I had what alcoholics refer to as a moment of clarity.'
its amazing people can become so addicted to ways to survive
Coffee everywhere, it ain't no place to run!
Im sorry to bother your thread but what is just happening here O.o
providing you read the thread title, i believe its pretty self-explanatory
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