Monday, November 03, 2003
It's kind of like being an alcoholic- but without the invasive, sour smell. I want it so badly, but like any recovering addict knows, I can't give in. I can't have just one.But it looks so innocent. So sweet. It's wet on the outside and there's a little pool where the drops have fallen. Red was always a colour of passion, a colour that draws one seductively in.
But I can't do it. I stare for a second and almost..... but then I close the refrigerator door.
Coke is bad for you.
And so, so good.
