November 1, 2015
My parents told me to stay away from drugs. They told me that drugs destroy you piece by piece without any mercy... but they never warned me about the one with green eyes and fairy floss colored hair. One look and that's enough to get my heart pounding, enough to make me stutter and jumble up my words. He's the one thing I can't quit. He makes me feel like I'm important. I know that he isn't good for me, and that he'll never feel the same but you can't blame me for trying. Even if I want to, I can't seem to stop... Michael, Mikey preferably. That's his name.
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addiction
FanfictionHe was poison. Slowly killing her piece by piece. She didn't want to let go, she couldn't let go. //yeah this was a little thing I am currently writing from my creative writing class idk its probably going to be horrible because I can't write for s...
