RoseMary Grace, Who have you become? Sweet and psycho all in one and delectable whispers of death in your heart. Why have you changed so? You have not enlightened me enough to who you are. Do it or I am lost.... For what are roses without thorns? And you carry them all. My dear little yandere... Burn, burn like the rest of them, with fire in your heart for him. Don't let it die. Remember "Crazy" runs in the family. Love mom.