Towards the Positivity
What are you doing with that stuff? What are you doing there? Why are you being so rough? Why are you messing with my hair? I can see the tear in your eye. I can see the drips of blood and it makes me sigh. I see you're stuck in the mud. I think you should be happy. I think you should smile. A smile is not sappy, but it keeps you…
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