Fat Haters

You know the type, the women who insist that you are "sickly thin" when you yourself is perfectly content with your size. The ones who are aghast with surprise that you don't stuff your face with an entire pack of oreos within an hour. The ones who are hippo sized and is trying to goad you into horizontal expansion to a) convince themselves that they are not cows b) to drag you down to their level. The worse part is that somehow they end up making you feel guilty for not drowning yourself in calorie despair. No, I don't need that last brownie a la mode to make myself feel better. Thanks bitch haters, I enjoy my size xs and the fact that my muffin top stays inside my jeans.