I've been craving the nights that Victoria bring, along with lips, touch, and intoxication.
What the hell happened?
The wild inside that had died down for over a year has seemed to pick back up from where I left it.
There was no easing back in, just a straight jump off the precipice.
Drinkin' and rollin'.
The only place I wanna be is on the dance floor, and that's where you'll find me.
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