Addictions
  • Leituras 69
  • Votos 4
  • Capítulos 2
  • Tempo 11m
  • Leituras 69
  • Votos 4
  • Capítulos 2
  • Tempo 11m
Em andamento, Primeira publicação em jul 11, 2014
Fags. Drugs. Drink. Sex.

That is what my life revolves around and has done for as long as I can remember. While most people my age are finishing University, I'm finishing a bottle of vodka and a splif. I'm just a nobody going no where. That's until I met him.
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Finn is drifting. On a path to self destruction, a chance encounter on a cold beach puts her on a different track. Zoots, smokes, and a sofa to sleep on are a nerve wracking change from the isolation Finn has subjected herself to for so long. But if Finn's past has taught her anything it's that there's no smoke without fire. no particular need to be a fan to enjoy this story.