The worst thing about being with you, is that you are my own brand of Pepsi Cola. Being with you, is like drinking acid, but because you taste so sweet I keep running back to you, I started to like feeling the excess gas in my stomach so much I got used to it. You’re so acidic, I could clean the pennies of my piggy bank that I haven’t touched since I was 7… The dentist tells me to stop drinking it and validates his one-sided opinion with a load of comments like: “you’ll get cavities”, “you’ll get diabetes”, “you’re addicted” I’d happily lose my teeth for you, diabetes is NOT sugar-caused or addictive like caffeine, alcohol, cocaine or heroin etc. He puts me on a sugar ban... but without you, my mouth is dry, my moods swing like clock pendulums, my head feels like a stone being chiselled away, and my hands tremble with the withdrawal from you… I need you.
I finally get why people were telling me to leave you: I'm better off without you.
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Author:
Niall (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 17th, 2017 07:56
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A fine write N. Oh, I'm fussy. Apart from the sugar, I can't have cola too fizzy, not too icy. Do I have it at all? Well, yes, but sometimes I add warm water to it. lol. (and yuk?!).
Thank you 🙂 haha you like what you like I suppose!
Erm, I'm sort of known for adding water to whisky - the little times I have it! They chuck me out of pubs while sober, the small times I do visit them! heehee.
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Niall, like how you use that sugar addiction to describe a love addiction. Only with me it would be Mountain Dew!
I've done so well not drinking it and I've slipped again xD oh well, time to try again! Wish we had mountain dew here
ill have a coke please.
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