A House of Cards, Ch. 4
I am not a great believer in an afterlife of any sorts. I believe that when you die, you are dead, and that is it. When faced with the thoughts of pedophiles, I hope I am wrong and there is a special ring of hell for them. If not, I hope each of them meets a slow torturous end to this life.
Edward has thrown the closet door wide open, and is taking inventory. It will be far from an easy journey, but hopefully he can reconcile his past with the man he is today. Bury the past, so he can open himself up to trust and love, because he does have people who truly love him in his life. It will be overwhelming when he is able to finally take all that love in and give it in return.
You know you own me.
I am not a great believer in an afterlife of any sorts. I believe that when you die, you are dead, and that is it. When faced with the thoughts of pedophiles, I hope I am wrong and there is a special ring of hell for them. If not, I hope each of them meets a slow torturous end to this life.
Edward has thrown the closet door wide open, and is taking inventory. It will be far from an easy journey, but hopefully he can reconcile his past with the man he is today. Bury the past, so he can open himself up to trust and love, because he does have people who truly love him in his life. It will be overwhelming when he is able to finally take all that love in and give it in return.
You know you own me.
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