( colligo ¬ get collected ) → network.

Someone please tell me...why I have spent the past several hours composing greeting card slogans?

I can't be here anymore. I hate it here. I hate it here. I hate that I'm trapped. It really is just an Arena, one big Arena, one big Game. In the end it doesn't matter who's running it. And I'm stuck here. I'll be stuck here forever, until I'm old and gray, and then

I don't like that forest.