Anything.

So I asked very nicely for a medium sized favor, to drive me ten minutes down the street to the cricket store and all I heard was “RIGHT NOW?!” Christ, whine a little more why don’t you?

So I said “Well maybe not now but sometime today.” And no one replied. They just sat there.

So I am probably going to have to ride my bike down there, which is about 30 min. when I could be there and back in that time.

Thanks guys, so glad I can rely on you.

SAN DIEGO, CA - JULY 14: Actor Darren Criss attends Entertainment Weekly’s 6th Annual Comic-Con Celebration sponsored by Just Dance 4 held at the Hard Rock Hotel San Diego on July 14, 2012 in San Diego, California

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I really like this guy, Blaine…I, you know, even if I had nothing to do with the show—As an audience of the show, I would love to see him come back and do things, but…who knows. For all I know, he gets, you know, attacked by giant robots and dies a horrific death so…who’s to say?

“This is MY body! MINE! And no one, especially a group people who don’t know me and is mostly made up of old white MEN, is going to tell me what I can and cannot do with my body. Fuck you very much!”

Sorry my body offends you.
Next class I’ll make sure I’m hidden behind something so you don’t have to go through the pain of looking at me.
And maybe you should learn to whisper.

Sincerely, 

The fat girl in front of you.

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