I love your hair. How the fuck did you get it like that? I... I have no words for it. Um... I can't stop looking. Like, I just fucking love her hair. This might make me sound weird, but I love it too much.

Honestly, her being fat is really all that y'all have on her, my girl looks gorgeous. If you can take the time out of your day to move your fingers on your keyboard on her shit and type all these fucking paragraphs, it just looks like you're obsessed, truly. Because if I think about it right, and I'm typing a fucking essay for school, and one paragraph takes me fucking forever, so if y'all taking all this time to type on her page, you're obsessed, baby.

I don't think you're living in your fairy tale, because wouldn't your fairy tale be fucking 10,000 McDonald's right next to your fucking house? And like, no wait fuck, no like, all that, but like a fucking lifetime pass of free McDonald's? Like, I don't think that's your fantasy. I think we all know what your fantasy is. With all that food, like, mmm, what the flip? Well, that's literally not your fantasy.

Living in your fairy tale, right well you must have some shit fairy tale if you want to be some fat prick in your fairy tale because realistically you're not living in your fairy tale are you you're living in a life of hell you're some fat obese wanker that probably get that well you do get bullied every day let's be honest so yeah realistically you're not living in your fairy tale you're living in hell

No. Bro, what is that?

I wish I had my 4 U-Pages so I don't have to see your belly anymore.