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I am quite smart / I know lots of things
A little girl stood / brush in hand / tears on her dress / covered in blue paint / but all she could see was red.
Who had such a derivative imagination to dream about horrible monsters eating them alive?
Hello/I am a/sensitive little flower petal./Please do not pull on me.
They say the more filth you've been caked in, the more painful it is to wash it away.
It looks like a cave. There are walls like a cave, and the floor is like a cave. The ceiling is almost out of sight, and there’s something lighting up the whole place, but there is definitely a dome, and it looks like a cave.
Because it's your fault that all this is happening, and I want them to thank you when I wasn't there.
"If you ever feel like you can face whatever you're runnin' from, you go out there and face it. If you don't, well, you take all the time you need."
Let's say it didn't end just to save time.