Protect your God's given rights or die trying.

see how elastic our stiff prejudices grow when love once comes to bend them.

We don’t want civilians walking around who know about us. Got it? (Tee) Wow, you’re like a ferocious bunny, aren’t you? (Nathan) Worse. A bunny can be fluffy sometimes. Tee always goes for the throat. Trust me. I’m her partner and she’s shot me three times now. (Joe)

It would be curious to discover who it is to whom one writes in a diary. Possibly to some mysterious personification of one&#39;s own identity.

Written By Beatrice Webb

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