another hit

“He’s so sweet when he talks. Even when I know he’s lying, I want to believe him and so I just do. Then, when he goes to far and I decide to ignore him or hit him or whatever I do, he turns up the charm and it’s like a lullaby, and the madness goes away and then he fucks the rage out of me. He’s like a drug. I know it’s killing me, but, goddammit, give me another hit.”

Lord Malinov, Journals of Lord Malinov


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Lord Malinov, literary author, bon vivant, rogue romantic poet
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