They say the people who hurt us the most are those who show us the most love. If I didn't believe it before, I think I do now, and no one can convince me that it's not true.

My life has become an endless tunnel of regret. I have lived these years believing the lie that I was surrounded by angels, people who did nothing but care about and love me.

What do they say about evil?

It appears like good; it comes, bearing irresistible gifts, one that makes our hearts leap for joy and say, 'finally!'

I caught them pants down in his room!

Yes, I know he is...