Like an angel with two broken wings, reach to the sky again... There are no words to describe how I feel right now. There are no words to express what has happened. Attila's life has been taken. I refuse to believe that she killed herself-she may have picked up the blade, but it was the terrible events that took place in her life that killed her. I hate the way this sounds. I can't believe she's gone. She was one of the best friends I have ever had, and I never even met her. She was always there for me when I needed someone. She always made me feel like I mattered, like I was not the horrible person I saw in myself. I only wish I could have done the same for her. She did not deserve any of the horrible things she had to deal with in her short life. You cannot imagine how much she meant to me. She was my hope, my strength, my friend. I wish I was more eloquent and could express this better, but I think Attila would forgive me. She will never be forgotten. May the wind sweep her off her feet... Te amo....I love you!