::Mmmmk I'm working on a new book but I won't be posting it until it's completely done. But here's a sneak peek:
We were both crazy, not crazy in love, but crazy. Maybe that's why we always clashed heads. But for some reason he made me feel sane. I don't know, maybe he mad me crazy. Being around the same person every hour of everyday might do that to you. But us being crazy wasn't our main problem, it was just one of the many we had. I can't say I hated him, though. Matter of fact, I loved him more than myself; another problem. We loved each other than anything in the world, besides the drugs. That's what brought us together and kept us together, also tearing us apart. I know, it's confusing. I was confused, too. I still am. Maybe talking about it will help me understand. So if you listen, I'll talk.
