Deal with it.
But seriously, the ways my family goes around to tell me. Ugh, whatever, just because they never eat doesn’t mean that other humans shouldn’t eat! I like sunflower seeds. And cookies. And a bunch of other things with sugar. Which is probably why I’m fat. But they need to stop telling me that I’m fat and go eat something.
I was fat, I am fat, and I’ll be fat forever. That’s simply the truth and it’s going to be that way for forever.
I’m done ranting now. xD
WAIT. Someone just called me “fattie” so instead of wisely smacking that person, I’m angrily taking it out on this poor blog. I’m sorry, little bloggie. I don’t mean to be abusing you with my rants on how fat I am, but smacking someone would be sort of problematic. I think I’ll go read Wicked fanfiction now. ‘CAUSE WHAT ELSE AM I SUPPOSED TO DO?
Oh, sweet Oz, when did I turn so dramatic?