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DAWN
The Ivy looks like an Addams Family f**k palace. Black pillars flank enormous oak doors stained the color of charcoal and inlayed with vines that could be p*****s in the thick shadows of waning twilight. Or maybe I just have p*****s on the brain.
It’s only been a couple days since Silas and Markula f****d me silly in the backseat of that Malibu, but my libido has gone haywire, and I’m not sure how I feel about it. I’ve had issues with pills in the past — I never lost my house, never squandered away my horses like Markula’s dipstick brother, but I know enough to understand what addiction feels like.
And this is an addiction of sorts. A drive toward them to the detriment of all other things. Physical illness when those needs aren’t fulfilled. Though I’ll never compare it to the h
