If it's a school day my mother still presses to wake me up, I slide into the annex shower in my parents bedroom because my birth is messy and I like to stand up, I then go down stairs, have a fruit smoothie or cereal, retreat back upstairs, brush my teeth, get dressed, gel my hair if need be, then I wait around for ten minutes while my brother does his hair (it takes him the whole bloody morning) after this I leave and am at school for a fun day of learning, casual racism at others expense and hearing the chit chat that swirls around.
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Oh yeah, fair point. Maybe he was just tortured until he lost consciousness.
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