Every little washed up ragdoll's got something to say, but maybe this isn't the time or place. Sometimes it feels like no one respects privacy anymore, like no one understands the need for some emotional distance. I'm sorry I don't do things the way you do, or the way your mother does, or the way your mother's mother did. Not everyone's heritage can be so favored by your eagle eyes. If you've had enough, then just walk away. I can take care of myself just fine.
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