I'm a fairy princess, they should all fear my powers.
I can take all their cheesy asses.
All my neighbors want to kill me, not if I kill them first.
I should take shelter.
Do I really want to do that.
I should start making more food now, I'm gonna need all my strength.
Did I do something wrong? Everything thinks I did something wrong.
My neighbors all hate me for some reason, but I think I will give them something to work with.
The crawling creeping, never weeping, come take my soul while I am sleeping.
I am an angle of chaos.
Tread lightly, walk on ashes.
Civilization is nothing but a farse, I should return to nature.
Those are the ones I can currently recall. How about everyone else?