I finally got around to reading some comments, and of course, majority of you are upset with the fact that I have actually dared to be cruel to fat people. I have my reasons. 

Reason #1: I hate fat people. I hate the way they jiggle, and I hate the way they stare at me like they want to eat me, or just break me in half simply because I am fortunate enough to be able to lead a lovely thin lifestyle.

Reason #2: Its socially acceptable to get down on skinny girls for being too skinny, giving into a fad, etc. But its not socially acceptable to call a fatass a fatass? Um, no. Sorry. I’ll poke fun all I want, and if their skin isn’t thick enough (it should be, in order to contain all the blubber) then too fucking bad. Grow a back bone, cry into your pillow, commit suicide, I don’t fucking care, it just means more oxygen for me. I’m not obligated to give a fuck.

Reason #3: I am cruel, I am heartless. (most of the time) Get over it. If my hate for the human whale population disturbs you, then stop reading. Tis a free country, which means freedom of speech is involved. 

 

Of course, most of you should have known these reasons anyway.

 

November has come!

~Molly May