The world it cruel to those who arrive wearing rose-tinted glasses. It will eat you alive sweet innocent thing until you no longer recognize your own reflection. Corrupting your soul the posion tastes sweet until the morning after when you realize the mess you've made. Shame it is the way you have to learn how strong of a woman you were always meant to be....

Cassidy Dawson you are not lost just - misguided - find your footing again little bird...

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