Habits
H A B I T S
Cigarettes. Music. Girls.
Charlie’s life revolves around those three things and those three things only. He takes in nicotine like it’s oxygen and speaks strictly in rock and roll, and while most girls find these particular qualities to be less than charming, not a single one of them would turn him down for a date on Saturday night. He would chain smoke at shows with a beautiful girl by his side, and nothing on earth could possibly make him happier. In fact, at any given moment, when these things happened to come together, Charlie probably felt as if he were king of the world.
But to me, Charlie West was far from any sort of royalty. He was just the boy who broke up with me through a text message on our ten-month anniversary.
Cigarettes. Music. Girls.
Charlie’s life revolves around those three things and those three things only. He takes in nicotine like it’s oxygen and speaks strictly in rock and roll, and while most girls find these particular qualities to be less than charming, not a single one of them would turn him down for a date on Saturday night. He would chain smoke at shows with a beautiful girl by his side, and nothing on earth could possibly make him happier. In fact, at any given moment, when these things happened to come together, Charlie probably felt as if he were king of the world.
But to me, Charlie West was far from any sort of royalty. He was just the boy who broke up with me through a text message on our ten-month anniversary.
This is not a love story, this is a story about love.