Whenever I would bite a carrot two things used to cross my mind
My dad, and how its just as easy to bite off your own finger
Now I think of you, how you hate them, how I should have bit my tongue
May 12, 2025
May 12, 2025 at 5:42 AM UTC
Whenever I would bite a carrot two things used to cross my mind
My dad, and how its just as easy to bite off your own finger
Now I think of you, how you hate them, how I should have bit my tongue
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