What Good Did It Do

Popularity Means People Think They Know You.

Sometimes You Simply Made The Wrong Choice And You Had To Live With It. You Could Only Change The Future.

He Was Afraid That The Secrets She'd Kept Would Always Be Here, Inside Him, An Ugly Malignant Thing Lodged Near Enough To His Heart To Upset Its Rhythm, And Though It Could Be Removed, Cut Out, There Would Always Be Scars; Bits And Pieces Of It Would Remain In His Blood, Making It Wrong Somehow, So That If He Accidentally Sliced His Skin Open, His Blood Would--for One Heartbeat--flow As Black As India Ink Before It Remembered That It Should Be Red.

Sitting Around And Waiting For Your Muse Is Not The Best Choice.

As Mothers And Daughters, We Are Connected With One Another. My Mother Is The Bones Of My Spine, Keeping Me Straight And True. She Is My Blood, Making Sure It Runs Rich And Strong. She Is The Beating Of My Heart. I Cannot Now Imagine A Life Without Her.