The party's tonight. I want to jump the next thing that moves. It's not just me. Rose has pulled Jasmine and Bella off the main floor too. We're all locked in our rooms, writing in the searing heat of our blood.
It's a mixed blessing, this life. It can get me whatever I want whenever I want, and, especially like this, it enhances every touch and feeling until my head buzzes. But when I leave it unsated it rips at the inside of my veins until I weep and beg to be able to give in.
But there's no use wondering whether or not it's worth it. It's not like I've ever had a choice. The only thing I can do is revel in what I can get.
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