Coffee & Tea

OMG...

it was like finding a brother from another mother. How is that possible? Could we be too much alike?

OK, so he was better at staying out of fights, than I was.

I dunno..people just like to beat me up. I can't help the way I look.

Still...

I wished I was him..instead of me..even if he said, it was OK to be me.

Maybe, he was only saying it..to get what he wanted.

Get a few tequila shots inside me..and who's to blame. Am I right?

Yeah, I could have listened to him all night.

But the fact remained..I'd rather have black coffee in bed. He only drinks tea.