Goddamn, Sometimes It Hurt To

The Measure Of A Society Is Its Compassion.

Some Stories Don't Have Happy Endings. Even Love Stories. Maybe Especially Love Stories.

Then He Left Her There, Standing Alone, Surrounded By Word Ghosts; Things She Could Have Said.

Nina Knew The Power Of Black And White Images. Sometimes A Thing Was Its Truest Self When The Colors Were Stripped Away.

He Is A Man, And He Is Afraid. This Is Not A Good Combination.