"Too fast to live, too young to die." - Vivienne Westwood, Fashion Icon. With glassed over eyes, she followed his movements as his tall frame, previously bent over the table, straightened up. She noticed a thin, precise white line remained for her, and although it was enticing, a one way ticket to pure bliss, she found her gaze traveling to his face, her eyes lingering and studying his ethereal beauty. Her thoughts were interrupted by his plump lips making contact with hers. She kissed him back gently, her eyes fluttering shut as he pulled away with a slight breathless laugh. Leaning his forehead against hers, he savored this moment, noticing how their jagged breaths were in rhythm, and relished in the burning sensation he experienced feeling her. "You.. are the love of my life." WARNING: This book contains swearing, sex, drugs, suicide, death, murder, and abuse. Read at your own risk.