Sometimes I want to come outside of this broken down little home I've made on the far side of Adoptionland, this house I've barricaded myself into so no one can get in, and more importantly, so my uncontrolled rage can't get out and do anymore harm.
You're either actively helping my cause, standing by, in support, of what I'm trying to do, or you're in my way. Choose wisely. I run fast and hard and if you're in my way I will bull right through you. And, most likely, you need me more than I need you.
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