A few nice cold coffee recipe images I found:
matthew

Image by maureen_sill
beers in yr backpack, we stumble down 68 steps to the beach, lake erie
you’re tipsy and i’m sober
you’re one of my favorites
you and jessica and kristin, my home favorites
jessica is cold, we give her articles of clothing and a drink
this will keep you warm, friend, friend, friend
cleveland style, dirty as fuck
matthew always wears black, so do most of my friends
i’ve never noticed that until today, that all my best friends seem to disregard colors for their bodies, only loving them in other things
it’s nice to me, but i don’t fit, polygymy with my greens and blues
but they’re dark colors, i suppose i can get by standing near you all
i give you a cigarette, you say i look awesome when i smoke
i say, i don’t smoke all that much, and it’s impossible to look cool when smoking because it’s so bad for you
you say, you could have fooled me, number one stunner, you’re a cutie
i crack up and put my arm around you, we smile and tell jokes about ducks and evangelicals
you give me a beer and show me how to be giddy happy
i’m so pleased that you’re happy, so smiley, it feels good to be your friend
we sit around and talk all the time, every time i see you we play music and end up talking for hours, sexuality perversion sex vegan recipes your posters
i finally play your saw the right way, i’m not drunk this time and it sounds pretty good
i can’t wait for you to play on the record kristin and i are making this summer
it will sound so good, you always sound good giggling and playing with toys in the car, ducks and sounds
watching schizophrenic movies in your studio apartment
teaching you how to blow smoke rings
cleaning out the ashtry and the recycle bin
you’re neat and it’s nice
when i like someone or like their company i tend to pick out things i wouldn’t usually like about a person and decide to actively enjoy this quality within this person, you say
you’re probably right, but i argue, isn’t that true for anyone in the world who has ever met someone they liked in the first place
sitting in the car, on the way home, jessica brings up a piece of art she’s in love with at the guggenheim, an artist that uses live pyrotechnics and somebody, i forget who, says i have no understanding of art whatsoever, i can’t even understand people let alone what they make
i remember feeling like i can identify with this feeling, i say that i feel that people are so much prettier than the art they make
matthew says, that’s because people posess absolute beauty, it’s stunning and it’s what makes everyone original and no one boring
we concur that we are a little, tiny, tiny bit in love with everyone, really
you say, it’s embarassing and i say, it is but it’s better all the same
you hug me hard when i leave, two or three times, real hugs no one but us it seems really bothers to give, we fit together, our brains are friends as much as we are, really, when we’re not in the same room we would be responding to things in much the same way
i wonder if you know, if you know you’re one of my best friends in this place
every day i can’t wait for kristin to come home, and for matthew, me, andrew, and kristin to sit in a 24hr diner and drink a dozen cups of coffee or so between us and leave big tips because we sympathize and laugh for real and share pictures, take pictures, you’re all i have got in this place and i’m never going to let you forget that, how much i love you, how much i need your warmth and attitudes and humor
i love each of them in different ways
November 17, 2011
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