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What if Your Soul Mate is Coors, and Your Twin Flame is Tito?
Talk about a match made in heaven!
Your first meeting was epic. What were you? 14–15? Coors came in with a vengeance; damn, you never felt so fucking good! Am I right? They gave you that warm and fuzzy feeling you missed throughout childhood! Let’s not bullshit; it gave you an escape from your childhood, right?
You can call it Coors, Bud(although I’m not sure what you are getting with them), Merlot, furlough, Cabernet, hell, call it anything you want. You know what I’m talking about. But we will stick to Coors to make it simple.
They took you on some of the best dates, right? They would listen to you, make sense of your confusion, and they were ALWAYS there when you had a rough day! They were the best damn companionship you have had in some time, right? Of course, they’d listen too, I mean, not really listen, but at least you didn’t feel like you were talking to yourself, right?
But after some time, this Coors mother fucker wasn’t doing it anymore. Soul mate, shoal mate. I need a fucking Twin Flame! Someone who really gets me! Someone who has lived this life that I am currently living with Coors!
Coors told me before I was their twin flame, but I didn’t buy it. I had never experienced anything as I had with Coors, so…
