6:40am shines back at me but I couldn’t care less. Christmas is my favourite holiday and I am spending it with the people I love! I swivel around to see Craig passed out, one arm hugging his pillow the other wrapped around my waist. I carefully remove him and sneak out of bed, closing the door be...
I'm weak, plain and simple and not weak as in 'Holy shit, how heavy are these bloody weights?! No one in their right mind can lift these!' but weak as in 'I cannot stay away from Craig, no matter how hard I try.' And believe me, I've tried. Ever since that night I sobbed myself to sleep, Craig ...