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I walk the dirty London streets alone, in my over exposing dress, the wind blowing around me, giving me goose-bumps. You could say that this is the start of a new story or the end, I don't know. All I know right now is that this is that this is the end, the end of my relationships with friends and family and an end to my addictions and habits, I wait until I see the blinding lights coming my way and walk onto the un evenly paved road and stand with my eyes closed, awaiting the pain of impact.


I feel myself being pushed backwards the pain I was waiting for, courses through my body and I scream in pain, how did my life come to this, why am I so fucked up? what happened to the old me, the one with a loving boyfriend, a happy family that wasn't torn apart, the question that surrounds my thoughts is;  why ?

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