I don't expect greatness from you.
I just expect safety....
Is it so wrong to want to be loved? To be willing to put your joy up against the lives of others? To stand up and say, "I've suffered enough--and I don't give a damn."
It is so wrong to decide to be selfish?
Is it so wrong to decide that I've suffered enough, and refuse to suffer any more--even if it means...damaging another?
What I need is someone to keep me safe.
I'm going to be alright, right?
Right.
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