“If only we could protect a life that as the world turns, provides another occasion to vilipend me, like a life-long opponent in a combat for innocence, fading in my yearning yet also aging demeanor. purity may one day become lost in evanescence. although, within this feral heart of mine, i hope that it never dies. it’s something to be forever treasured and eternally cherished.” — Caitin Stickels