I was reading a book about drugs and I was fascinated by the story of the one person who really got me to stop.
I wanted to know what the book said.
“Drugs don’t make you happy,” the narrator said, “they make you miserable.”
I knew it was an obvious and completely accurate quote from a book I had read before.
I had a very clear sense of what I wanted my life to be like, but I wasn’t sure what to make of it.
I felt that it was a message from the gods.
The book had a message for me, too.
I read the book, but it didn’t help me.
I was in a lot of pain, and I couldn’t find anything to distract me from it.
And I felt guilty about it, because I had been looking forward to this moment for months, and that was what I had really wanted.
So I started going back to the book and going through it.
One thing led to another, and it seemed to me that I was going through the same pain.
I couldn and would not let my family or friends see me struggle with my addiction.
I didn’t want them to feel sorry for me.
They were the ones who had been the ones to get me in the first place.
But I was stuck.
My addiction had ruined my life.
The only thing that could help me was the book.
I started reading.
The next day I sat down with a friend and we both read a chapter.
It was one of the first times I had tried to stop my addiction and it was my first time in person.
I still don’t think I’ve ever stopped.
What was the message I was trying to get across?
The book was an amazing reminder.
It wasn’t a lie.
It made me want to live my life, to be happy and productive, and to take care of myself.
And then, as if the world had suddenly opened up, I was given a second chance.
What if I hadn’t read the first book?
I could have continued to have my addiction, but in a different way.
I could also have done something else with my life that I wanted.
Maybe I would have learned to be happier, and be able to take on more responsibility in my life and my relationships.
I knew I could take this second chance, but what if I was wrong?
I thought about it a lot.
What would I do if I didn, in fact, find a second life in which to live?
What if my addiction was a lie?
What would happen if I let go of it?
If I let myself stop?
What was it going to take?
I knew the answer was a lot more complicated than I could imagine.
I learned a lot about myself.
It taught me a lot to become the person I wanted and a lot less about myself as a person.
That was my biggest lesson.
And the next time I tried to quit I learned that I needed to be careful.
I needed a second opinion.
I looked at a lot online and found that there was a book out there for everyone.
I finally found one.
It took a lot for me to find a book that really helped me get off my high and to realize that I really had no control over how I would live my future.
I think that is what helped me.
The reason I wanted this book was to teach me how to be free.
I would give up everything I had built up over the years, including my job, my house, my relationships, my relationship with my family.
I wouldn’t even have to live here anymore.
I might be able live anywhere.
But it would be my new home, and all my friends would be gone.
I wasn’s new life, I had just come out of the closet.
My family would be all gone.
And it was all my fault.
But now I was free.
And there was one book that I knew would help me learn how to live this new life I had started.
So, I read The Book of Love, which is a book by the great author Toni Morrison.
The story of this book is that I found the book at a bookstore in London.
The owner was an American and she found it in her bookbag.
She told me it was called “The Book of Sex.”
She had found it by searching for books that she had read about sex.
She thought I would like it, and she told me I should take it home and read it.
The Book was the first time I had ever read a book and thought it was really cool.
I took it home, sat down on the couch, and started reading it.
What happened next is kind of the story.
The first chapter I was actually shocked by.
It didn’t make any sense.
I got a lot out of it, but my wife and I were really upset.
It reminded us of all the things that I had hurt.
It also made me realize