Because I'm fat, people don't take me seriously. They expect me to be a jovial, happy-go-lucky, dirty, stupid, conformist fuck. But I'm not.
Because I'm ugly, people don't like me. They expect me to keep to myself, and lead my life alone and miserable. But I don't.
Brecause I don't conform to the role society has made for me, people don't understand me. They expect me to do what they want me to do, and not what I want to do. But I won't.
I'm sick of ths shit the world has given me. I'm not going to take it anymore. I'm not a whipping boy, or a scapegoat, or a punching bag that people can use for their own pleasure. I am a human being.
