Dear McDonalds,,
When you say "sorry for the wait," I assume you mean, "sorry for the weight."
Dear Barbie,
Your plastic is showing.
Dear older female customer,
Please don't hint that I need to lose weight, I never even asked for your opinion. I'm only 145 pounds!
Dear curious people,
No, the best part of being a twin is not sharing clothes. It's having someone to awkwardly look at while people are singing happy birthday.
Dear girl who hit my grandfather at a red light,
My grandmother was two months from retirement. She now has to work for another five years until she's 71. My grandfather loved that car, it was practically his baby. It's now in the junk yard. My grandparents no longer have a way to get around, and my grandmothers work is literally driving mentally disabled people to programs. She may now be fired. My brother, who was in the car you hit, has a concussion and my grandfather has a broken collarbone. Our health insurance won't cover it. We don't have enough money for food now.
Dear girl in my gym class,
You're suppose to put on shorts before you leave the locker room.
Dear Everyone,
Please stop judging people. Love and tolerance are two different things.
Dear parents,
Please know that abuse isn't just physical or sexual. Words hurt too.
Dear Hollywood,
Please stop making the cheerleaders wear their uniforms as their wardwrobe when shooting. Get real. NO cheerleaders wear uniforms to school all day long.
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