"I didn't care that his lips tasted like fresh heartache and amaretto" - Connor Ball is nineteen and fighting. He's fighting every human instinct that's urging him to eat. He's fighting every demon he's got with full force. Connor Ball is nineteen and crumbling. He's crumbling under the pressure to stay thin. He's crumbling under the stress of looking after his best friend. He's crumbling under the pressure to find love in a world that breeds nothing but hate. Completed 30/08/17
15 parts