ive tried to write a good description three times and failed horribly. you don't know me and i don't know you. i can't promise you'll like this fic but i would really appreciate it if you gave it a try because im very proud of it :-) it has triggers of suicide, rape, abuse and addiction so if any of that upsets you don't read it

"just one puff," he handed her the cancer stick. "come on, it won't hurt." - in which she tries to forget about him, but the old photographs and cigarettes remain on her dresser. where she relives the past all over again. ©2014 Valerie Dominguez (enchancer97) - All Rights Reserved.