People who're afraid of you will come at you in predictable ways that you can defend against. People you care about will rip your heart right out of your chest when you least expect it. And if they're really good at faking, you can't tell until it's too late.

[ Carol's sample size isn't the largest but all she knows is she's had better luck with the people she's terrorized than with the people she's tried to befriend. ]

I don't want people to care about me, anyway. I want respect. I want power. You know how hard it is to get that when you're a girl, unless you're willing to be exceptionally ruthless.