Coffeeandcigarettes Stories

"I hate people" "You hate me?" "I don't know."

This isn't dark humor. This isn't fiction. This is my life. Told from a tiny village terrace, where I sit every morning in fresh underwear, light a joint, sip cold coffee, and wonder: how the hell did I get here-42, two kids, a dog named Roki, and a master's degree in picking the wrong men. It's chaotic. It's honest. It's mine. A woman's real story-about love that hurts, life that hits back, and moments of laughter strong enough to keep her going. No fairy tales. No filters. Just truth, attitude, and a bit of ash in the ashtray...

God stood me up, and I don't know why. lights are on, but nobody's home. ******************************************************************************* TW: abuse (i.e. verbal), language, alcohol/drug use (i.e. beer, wine, smoking etc) some psychical fight scenes (non-graphic) anyhow! this is just a very depressing book. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

Those late night songs that you can't help but wonder about.

Conversation, friendship, love. Are they enough to heal a frame, mend a soul?