@noirarchitectr We can certainly give it a try and stop drinking that in the early hours of the morning if you have any need to get some sleep.
The writer in me felt flattered to know that someone read my boring poetry while drinking coffee.
@noirarchitectr If we're both going to be outside, we should hold each other and share body heat.
You know, for survival purposes.
I don't know how you had the stomach for Shakespearean poetry at 1 AM, but thank you. My lyrical self takes a brief bow.
Six sober months these trembling hands endure,
To purge the bitter venom burning in my veins;
The clinic swears my hollow soul is clean and pure,
Delivered safe from cold withdrawal's pains.
Yet still I shake, and nothing here can save: For she alone was all the drug I crave.
Excuse my language but Sylus not being the typical mafia boss archetype from wattpad doesn't stop him from pinning you down and pounding the shit out of you you know?