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Dear overweight people,
If I don't have a right to comment on your body, you don't have a right to comment on mine. Deal?
Dear World,
Since when have curvy and fat become synonyms?
Dear best friend's boyfriend,
You bought her flowers, built her a den with a TV inside, made her pancakes and always offer to rearrange your plans with her so that she can go out with her other friends
Dear individuals with hard challenges in life,
Please don't use your life to criticize the seemingly minor issues others face. My aunt almost died fleeing her home in Iraq, then became a doctor in England and went back to Iraq many times to help treat people. Despite all that she's seen, she sympathized with even my silliest problems as a child and instead used her life to teach me all people have the strength to get past every kind of challenge.
Dear Boobs,
You might be fun to play with, and good for babies. But when you are start hurting for no reason, I don't like you.
Dear world,
I'm not ready. I don't think I'll ever be.
Dear best friend,
Thanks for going to the gym with me. And thanks for going at my pace.
Dear ignorant classmate,
So... Remind me again why it's a problem that I like both men and women.
Dear friends,
Please realise that being anorexic was not an actual choice. It started as me cutting down on snacks to eat healthier, but then I started looking in the mirror and I started hating what I saw...the stomach, the thighs, the fatty arms...and I just stopped eating..I'm so sorry
Dear boys,
When we say "I hate boys" it means "I hate boys who I thought were nice but actually turned out to be jerks and I definitely don't hate all boys."
Dear parents,
Just because I believe in gay rights doesn't mean that I'm gay.
Dear Guys who honk at me from their cars,
What is the point of that? Even if I appreciated that kind of attention (which I don't) there's no way for me to respond to it before your drive off.
Dear people that say those who seem the happiest are usually the saddest,
It's not the happy ones. It's the ones with the fake smiles that don't reach their eyes. It's the ones who smile at other people but look away and let their face become blank again. It's the ones who immerse themselves in whatever their doing so they don't have to deal with what's going on around them.
Dear Summer,
Stay. Don't freaking leave me, I'm not ready for school.
Dear Customers,
Your bra and other undergarments are not pockets. Please excuse the disgusted look on my face as I douse your money in lysol.
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