We're Not Blank Slates. What

Holding Onto Something That's Gone Only Makes A Sickness Inside.

"it Doesn't Matter How Long It Takes." She Thought Of Him, Of Them, The Lifetime Already Shared. "it's How Long It Lasts."

Do You Know What I Feel About You, Devin? About Us?...dazzled, You Dazzle Me. You Make Me Feel Things, And Want Things I Never Knew I Could Have. -cassie

She Gazed Toward The Marsh That Grew Thicker, Deeper, Greener With Approaching Summer. Mosquitoes Whined In There, Breeding In The Dark Water. Alligators Slid Through It, Silent Death. It Was A Place Where Snakes Could Slither And Bogs Could Suck The Shoe Right Off Your Foot. And It Was A Place, She Thought, That Went Bright And Beautiful With The Twinkling Of Fireflies, Where Wildflowers Thrived In The Shade And The Stingy Light. Where An Eagle Could Soar Like A King. There Was No Beauty Without Risk. No Life Without It.

Men Didn't Respect Beauty...they Used It.