Saturday, 28 January 2012


It hurts a little – almost-a-lot – when you poke me with the fork. But I don't cry or tell you anything because when i do, you become annoyed and you start talking about spoons, knives and chopsticks. So, i bite my tongue, because if i don't you will starve yourself. And everything hurts me almost-a-lot and you think that eating with your hands is very rude.

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