“ Dear God, I must be dead and in hell since you're here. ”
She'd be dead before the memories and pain were finally gone; she knew it, accepted it, and dealt with it.
~ Catherine Coulter
You know, a cell phone's like a guy; if you don't plug him in every night, charge him good, you got nothing at all.
Words or fists, it didn't matter. The soul was still shattered.
