does the coffee make me manic does the coffee make me manic no. no, not really, but my body has finally realized that artificial energy is so much better than the real stuff. i shouldn’t have it. i shouldn’t stimulate my paranoid brain. ‘cause guess whose thoughts are racing guess whose thoughts are racing— the caffeine is the only thing left in my system, so i’m fucking clinging to the chemical, and all i can think is, all i can think is this: The younger man with whom you cohabitate is also one with whom you have divulged my Weakness. and now you mock mock mock all the words i have ever said to you. i don’t make excuses so it must not be my poor energy intake that’s robbed me of control of my own brain for months. nope. nope. but thanks for letting me go to hell all the while you know exactly how i’m getting there.