Although he incessantly nags me about the spare tire I carry around my waist, father goes to the store and buys me powdered donuts. Naturally, I go ahead and consume one of the said donuts with some scoops of cookies and cream. I don't care, I wake up early (as in 11 AM is so early for the summer) to do yoga with a soft spoken woman and a man with a pony tail on my TV.
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Damaged is my hair, but hesitant am I to cut it!
I should be sleeping, but here I am staring blankly into a camera lense for no particular reason.