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Dear boyfriend,
Please realize that you don't even understand the meaning of "hard".
Dear Residents,
Please stop locking yourselves out of your rooms. Your adults bring your key with you!
Dear Americans pissed at the "American stereotype",
Wow. It must be so insulting to have people make a mockery of your culture.
Dear "Sticks and Stones will break my bones but words will last forever",
Okay, I like the sentiment. Bullying shouldn't exist in any forms. But as a victim of both verbal and physical abuse, I can tell you words only hurt if you let them. Bruises hurt no matter what.
Dear NFL,
I know wearing pink in October is a way to market to your female fans and look pro-woman, but would it kill you to have a blue November for testicular cancer, something that can actually affect not only your male fan base, but also your players?
Dear math teacher,
I will NEVER use proofs after high school.
Dear those who say "respect your elders",
Please stop with that until you tell them to respect us as well. It works both ways.
Dear women who complain about feminism,
Are you having a good time on the internet? You're Welcome
Dear teachers,
Stop complaining about how long it takes you to grade stuff.
Dear "You haven't read Harry Potter?!?!",
No, I haven't. I can't sit down and read a long book. I can't. I don't particularly find interest in wizards either. I don't trash it, and I won't because I haven't read it.
Dear fedora haters,
Please just stop this irrational hatred, and stop stereotyping young men who wear them as virgins (and implying that virginity is somehow terrible). Why are you so mortally offended by their hat choice? They wear it because they like it, the same reason anybody wears anything. And no, I don't care that it's "actually a trilby" as if your self-righteous pretension somehow makes your bullying okay.
Dear women,
Horses don't have periods. Cows, mice, rabbits, dogs, cats, mooses (meese?), reindeer, antelope don't have periods, and they can all reproduce just fine, Why, oh why, are we the unlucky ones?
Dear stomach,
Could you find another way to tell me eating pop tarts and donuts and drinking slurpees and sodas is a bad idea?
Dear self-proclaimed geeks and nerds,
I was popular in high school. I pulled good grades. I did not bully people. However, because people liked me and I was never single for long, many of the "nerds" made a point to talk badly about my friends and call us horrible names. Then, when we would complain, they would call us the bullies. Most of the time, unless you are someone's friend, they don't care what you do, what you like, and what social status you think you have. The world is not always out to get out. Maybe, if you acted the way you want to be treated, people might be nicer to you.
Dear guys who think girls should be in the kitchen,
Why and how are you still alive? No one likes you, therefore no one will date you, and that means goodbye sandwitch and other foods you are apparently too stupid to make yourself.
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