What is this for really? Honestly...what?? Edward died. Last Night....don't know how. What is it? And why do I ask questions thinking I know the answers then hear something that I don't want to? Then...get upset about it... Fuck. Honestly....what is this? What the fuck??? When we are finally ready and willing to let go and run with it........we run right smack into a fucking brick wall. There is still traces of my brains on his wall.