Just words... they can hurt, they can make a terrible pain, they can heal and help someone breath, they are human way how to express content of our mind and soul... just words...

If you knew her at all...you had known about all the marvelous things that she did...and how good she was...and funny...and tender...and brave and smart...If you knew how hard she worked just to find a little peace in this life...If you knew her at all, then you'd know...what she...wanted. And this wasn't it. No, my dear, this certainly wasn't it.

lt was like a puppy. Love me, love me, love me. l did. l did right away.

- This is what makes you do everything.
- No, it doesn't.
- lt's not me. lt's not you. lt's this. This shit holds you. You choose.
- Come on.
- This or me.
- Your finger. Your knees. Your skin. Your toes. l love you.
- ...(noooooo!)

Life and death...energy and peace. lf l stop today, it was still worth it. Even the terrible mistakes that l have made... and would have unmade if l could. The pains that have burned me and scarred my soul. lt was worth it... for having been allowed to walk where l've walked... which was to hell on Earth... heaven on Earth... back again, into, under... far in between, through it... in it and above.

Dear Lana, by the time you read this, I'll be back home in Lincoln. I'm scared of what's ahead, but when I think of you... I know I'll be able to go on. You were right. Memphis isn't far at all. I'll be makin'a trip out on the highway before too long. I'll be waitin'for you. Love always and for ever. Brandon.