sex addicts [michael clifford]
they met at therapy; therapy for sex addicts. (cover by elle)
they met at therapy; therapy for sex addicts. (cover by elle)
The crazy, stupid story of how I ended up driving my ex-boyfriend 3,000 miles to deliver him to the door step of his current girlfriend and all the adventures and little moments in between. 2014 © punkrockirwun **ON HIATUS INDEFINITELY**
about a boy and a girl who met over the internet All Rights Reserved @tadeawhat on Wattpad.com //WARNING! The book has been discontinued. Just warning you, I've gotten complaints ;-;
~12:03 am~ To: "sex god" Mikey i wish we could meet. ~12:07 am~ From: "sex god" Mikey one day, we will. Sequel: Connected
"Next!" The fortune teller calls. Michael smiled sheepishly at Ashton as he pulled back the curtain, walking in and taking his seat. They didn't believe in this crap; it was a dare. The fortune teller didn't look at her ball, or even Michael for that matter. She looked past his shoulder, her hands slightly shaking a...