Today my Aunt told me I need to get back in the gym because my hips almost knocked over an empty
Quicktrip cup in her car. Let me tell you a little story: I am so tired of people telling me what I need to do. I am not a baby. I am not a child. Dare I say, I don't
need to do anything other than what my grown self
wants to do.
Capiche? Man, if only I was as thin as my patience.
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