These books are my drugs, the words are my liquor; igniting the passion, feeding the flicker. Each page like poison; hot with desire, playing with emotions and taking me higher. Such an addiction is divine and I confess it is mine; cigarettes are for crooks, my obsession is books. ~Olivia Harvard
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mads1826
Aug 08, 2013 10:57PM
""Here are your things!" She said, handing me back my clothes, shoes, and phone." http://wattpad.com/story/1762771?utm_content=share_passageView all Conversations