That Wasn't Love; That Was Stupidity.

Tell Him To Leave Me Alone, Astrid. Else I’ll Have To Barbecue Him And Make Akri Angry At Me. I Don’t Want To Make Akri Angry. (simi) Simi? Is That You? (astrid) Yes. C’est Moi. The Little Demon With Hornays. (simi)

There Was Something About Ash That Made Every Hormone In Her Body Stand Up And Pant For More

That’s Exactly What I’m Talking About. That’s The Evil That’s Seducing You. The Malevolent Power That Is Crawling Through Your Blood Tempting You Onto A Treacherous Path That Will Cost You Everything You Love And Hold Dear. You Have To Let That Anger Go Before It’s Too Late. Vengeance Always Turns Inward And It Will Consume You Until Nothing’s Left But An Empty Hole That Nothing Can Fill. (ambrose)

In Time, You Won’t Need It To Do That. You’ll Be Able To Access That Part Of Yourself Anytime You Need To. But For Now, You’ll Require A Tool To Help You Channel All That Teenage Hormonal Add That’s Bouncing Around And Through You.” – Death

In My Stories, I Controlled What Happened In A Way I Couldn't In Real Life. My Characters Lived Through The Horror And Degradation Of The Cruelty Of Others And They Not Only Survived, They Thrived. They Gave Me Hope And Laughter, And They Kept Me Going In Spite Of Everything Else. They Were My Heroes.