realize they don't do certain details that they should do.
I was thinking of race. I don't know that England seems so perfect. You never know what ethnicity someone is.
I grew up thinking that people were always always mad at me for not stretching what I do in that I was too good. I guess I just about had it at some point. If that person wants you to be bad to them then they do. Instead, the world is fooling you.
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