yeah, i know how we are to respect those who try to fit in.
but hey, who the hell is drawing out the point that's just it?
it's common to admit that our language is SO great freaking
impossible that knowing a couple of phrases already makes
you almost a god, but in the very end that's so much of a pity.
and you, who took the happiness to play around and got hurt.
there's no one to blame it on. i hate strangers with all my heart,
i would close the every border to keep the pure blood as it's been.
but i can't say that there's no fault in any of you who's doing that.

you got hurt and then ask me to save you. for what it's worth!

i tell you a hundred of times that even for a simple stranger-based
one-time sex you have to share communication and understanding.
otherwise it becomes stupid and unreasoning and what's way more
important - no fun at all and possible deadly damn consequences.
or just a moment i won't be taking the blessed part of babysitting.

all of you, do better next time. choose better.
play better if you don't want to be played with.
...
i share the part of compassion where i have to say *fuck them all!*.
but if you don't get something out of it, it makes quite no sense
i can't save all even if i would honestly love to, loves. you come.
i give and advice but i won't take the control of your very actions.
myself i have too many lives to get along with, don't need other ones.

and it's time for macmuffins now.