We are in Buckingham Palace, the very heart of the British Nation.
Sherlock Holmes, put your trousers on.
At the end of the day, all any of us wants is to feel good. And wether it's a long wet kiss on the dark night or a needle in the arm, it will gnaw at you until you give in- until you let yourself feel good again. And there is nothing esle in the world that feels better than giving in to your inner monster. Every monster has their own version of addiction, it's written into our own nature. We need the blood, the strength, the power. But the curse of those of us with darker urges, is that when we let the cravings inside us take over, someone else pays the price. And when a monster sets sail for rock-bottom, there's no telling what destruction he'll leave in his wake
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