Originally posted by ~Da Moose~You always with the hate.That one night in Salt Lake City.That night when you lunged at me,and I had to kick your ass.I realised.Pencils,aren't just a tool.They're wood.Wood is made out of trees.Trees live.To make pencils we have to kill trees.We kill living beings to make tools.Are you understanding me,Scott?
I hate you. Always with the choices. Never could we just 'be'. And besides, Bardock ain't faithful to you.