addiction

Addict

It’s happening. You're at the precipice. Stop or Play, it’s your choice. You're in control. You sigh. Control? There's no control. The tremor in your hand is proof of that.
How do you stop something that feels this good?
How is that even a choice you are expected to make?

Me Too

He had tried to get out of it. At six o’clock that morning when Nobert called, he had told him all his church clothes were dirty. He’d gone back to sleep, convinced the hound was off his back. There was...