I am stressed, blessed, and coffee-obsessed. She is my legal addiction I dont regret When my blood runs black as the moonless night, and my heartbeat sounds as the warriors march, Only then will I say, I 've had enough of her. Because life without her is something without something. Oh my coffee, you're BREW-tiful. She is my warm happy little pill, my energy to deal. Life without her is a broken pencil. May she be strong, and your life be long. She is my legal addiction I don't regret. If it wasn't for her, I'd have no identifiable personality whatsoever She is my love language. She is the gasoline of my life. Ninety Nine percent coffee is me. She is my hug in a mug I'll never get enough of. I am stressed, blessed, and coffee obsessed. And she is my freshly ground heaven
