When people tell me that I’m doing something wrong, that I should weigh XXX pounds, try to give me unsolicited health advice, and then complain about their unhealthy blood sugar levels/unexplained body aches/acne/what-have-you: Just stop it. Seriously.
My grandma called my brother and complained that I need to gain weight by eating tons of fried meat and sweets.
Meehhhh, I’ll pass.
I get ridiculous when I’m angry.
WHO DO I NEED TO BEAT UP???? MY DEMON HUNTER WILL KICK THEIR SORRY ASSES
He’s out of my life now (besides the random messages he sends me from time to time)! Sadly, I kind of dated him like 7 years ago for a few weeks before he got all weird and “I can’t openly be with non-Muslims” on me. But if he decides to rear his ugly head again, I’ll let you know!
I would totally make a demon hunter and level with you Q_Q Maybe next month after I pay insurance.
Calling me a “slut” when I refuse to (a) cheat on my boyfriend of 6-1/2 years, or (b) respond to your annoying catcalls:
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