There you are again ... sitting on the floor next to me ... ignored and hoping for a tinge of attention ... pathetic! I know you watch me as I sit there, texting on my phone, enjoying my cigarette - watching every movement of my lips, and eyes ... but something else caught your attention, right? The bottle on the table? Yes, I know you're craving to taste it ... why don't you take a sip? Refined with ash from my cigarette? And the cigarette butt? You're going to drink it anyway, won't you? You know you want it ... and need it ... and you don't care that I used the glass as my ashtray, do yo... Show more