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Addicted

LECTURAS 1,388
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Partes 5
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LECTURAS 1,388
Votos 41
Partes 5
Hora 26m

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"Drugs are like poison; you become addicted to them. So attached that you cannot bare to live or function without it.  And it's drains everything out of you day by day until eventually it wins over and kills you. Sometimes people overcome it, but I know I won't. And you know why? Because you're the drug y/n. Ever since you came along...it's like....you're my poison- my sweet poison."

I always thought I would lose against the drugs, that it would eventually consume my entire being. 

To put it simpler, I was lost of all hope. But then she soon became my drug- so sweet and lovely but something I knew would kill me in the end. I knew that I would do anything to keep her safe, and I would die doing it. We all get addicted to something that takes the pain away, and for me that was her. My sweet poison.


CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH 

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