Through the eyes of a child


Have a lovely day Urgh, that cup’s dirty now Hope it goes ok. I love you Does anyone know the capital of France? Nobody? We can’t be friends anymore You can’t sit here. You have to sit on your own. But if you change, we can be friends again Come on, try to concentrate Go on, it’ll be ok You know, if you change, I’d be happy to
help you with this Idiot There’s nothing I can do It says you’re an infidel Try and keep your head down

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