Ma Petite Is Not A Subtle Woman.

I'm Learning That You Have To Make Time For What's Important. You Have To Fight To Carve Little Pieces Of Happiness Out Of Your Life, Or The Everyday Emergencies Will Eat Up Everything.

Without Hope, Love Dies And Parts Of You Wither.

Sometimes You Fight What You Are, And Sometimes You Give In To It. And Some Nights You Just Don’t Want To Fight Yourself Anymore, So You Pick Someone Else To Fight.

Silk Didn't Care If It Slid Over Scars Or Smooth, Untouched Skin. I'd Earned My Right To Be Paranoid.

Personally I Didn't Believe God Had A Private Torture Chamber. Hell Was Being Cut Off From God, Cut Off From His Power, His Energy, Him.