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| WE CAN LIVE FOREVER IF YOU'VE GOT THE TIME。 | |
 ( FlickerFox ) |
OOH, OOH, WE'RE IN DANGER, SLEEPING WITH A FRIEND. We've talked about this. I don't know what we are, and while we're here, I don't care. I still can't fucking stand you half the time, but when I can, you're all I think about and all I want and it drives me fucking crazy. I hate you. I need you. I don't know what's happening; all I know is that you're... mine. |
| DON'T PRETEND YOU EVER FORGOT ABOUT ME。 | |
 ( Deimos ) |
WILL YOU NEVER REST? FIGHTING THE BATTLE OF WHO COULD CARE LESS. Thanks for the drinks. You're not so bad. Could stand to talk a little more, maybe. |
 ( Hazel Levesque ) |
HEY MAMA, DON'T WANT NO DRAMA; JUST A KISS BEFORE I LEAVE. You're gonna grow up and rule the fucking world. And it has nothing to do with you being a demigod. |
| OH, I WANT TO SAIL AWAY FROM HERE。 | |
 ( Lyndis Nivali ) |
AS LONG AS THE ROOM KEEPS SINGIN', THAT'S JUST THE BUSINESS I'M IN. What the fuck even are you. |
 ( Micheal J. Caboose ) |
IT'S A LONG ROAD TO WISDOM; BUT IT'S A SHORT ONE TO BEING IGNORED. I don't know why AL has taken an interest in you, but... whatever. You're not that bad. Stay out of my business, though. |
 ( Natasha Romanoff ) |
A KICK IN THE TEETH IS GOOD FOR SOME; A KISS WITH A FIST IS BETTER THAN NONE. Iiiii should probably be more afraid of you than I am. I know I'm gonna regret it. Oh well. |
 ( Washington ) |
I'M A LITTLE BIT RUSTY, AND I THINK MY HEAD IS CAVIN' IN. Lighten up. I'm all for the concept, but the stick in your ass is a little too far up there. |
| YOU'RE ALL TALK AND NOTHIN' TO SAY。 | |
 ( Kristoph Gavin ) |
SEVEN DEVILS ALL AROUND YOU. You are fucking terrifying and I have no reservations in judging the people who enjoy your company. |
 ( North Dakota ) |
I'M RUNNING AWAY, TO A PLACE WHERE YOU WON'T BOTHER ME. Mind your own business. |
| FURY, OH FURY, DON'T YOU MISGUIDE ME。 | |
 ( Maine ) |
HELP YOURSELF, I HOPE YOU CHOKE AND YOU DIE. You've trapped him, you push me away, you try to come in between us--how fucking dare you. You have no idea what you did to him, do you? No fucking clue what you dug up. Fucking psychopath. I'll kill you myself if I have to. |
 ( Sigma/Simon ) |
QUITE PATHETIC, APOLOGETIC, PARAMEDIC; YOUR HEART IS PROSTHETIC. That was mine. Heh. No hard feelings. Right? |
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