This is the response I got from Sonya when I asked her about her opinion on people being 200 hundred pounds and ugly.
I didn’t want to be derogatory. I didn’t want to call her out of her name. I just wanted a better look at her opinion. And now that I have it, Sonya…
…your opinion sucks ASS.
You’re a self-centered, self-hating hypocritical ass. Clueless to the core, and brave as befits your lack of intellect. You say yourself that you were 200+ pounds at one point. Did you hate yourself? Of course you did. You HATED the fact that at 200 pounds, no one gave two shits about you. No one looked in your direction. So you decided to punish yourself and go to the gym.
Confuckyoulations. You worked off what, 80-90 pounds? So now you’re 110. Great. You dye your hair, cut it 50 different ways, try to make yourself out to be this punk gothic BDSM chick, when, in all honesty, you got into body modification so you could FEEL something other than the self-hate rattling around in your brain. You got into what you THOUGHT was BDSM so some guy could prey on your insecurities and tell you that everything is going to be alright when you get there, but he’s got some other woman chilling on his couch.
(And here’s the kicker: they aren’t just watching Netflix on the couch.)
I could go on, but why make a fool of you, when you’re doing SUCH a fine job doing it yourself? I understand WHY you have hatred for women who are 200+ pounds and looking good doing it: because they are doing the very thing you COULDN’T do. You can’t STAND the fact that more than ever, medical science is proving that the weight charts of yesteryear are severely outdated and that now, you’re considered vastly UNDERWEIGHT. You vomit nightly with the thoughts that some woman who weighs more than you and has more confidence in herself that you ever will is out getting the men you lust after. You bang your head up against the wall knowing that no matter how many exercises you do, you’ll never be a “big booty bitch” like you prance around your house singing.
But you know what really burns you up? What really eats away at your soul? It’s the fact that no matter how many hours you spend at the gym, no matter how many tattoos you get to mask the fact that pain is the only thing you feel, no matter how many piercings you get…
…you have to go home. You have to go home and look in the mirror. You have to go home and look in that mirror and continue to hate yourself. You hate yourself because when you look in that mirror, you realize that no matter how “healthy” you get, how “thin” you are, and how “sexy” you may think you are, that 200 pound woman you used to be is staring right back at you…
…and you know she’s a better person than you are.
But continue to work out. Continue to think that people that are 200+ pounds are ugly and obese and not sexy. There’s nothing wrong with your way of thinking that a little reincarnation won’t cure. You’re a sickly pedestrian lackey and a deplorable orgasm faking depraved orgy of subhuman indecency following society’s demands of what they think to be “cool”. You’re not cool. You’re not sexy. And you’re not healthy either, you abominably salacious derelict.
I would continue to insult your intelligence and your depressing life further, but I don’t think it’s around to hear me. You are an insignificant little shiver, looking for a spine to run up.
I mean can we really take this person seriously? look at the name LUCIFERS-CUMSLUT!!! really?! is someone with a name like that suppose to be taken seriously? honestly stuff like this doesn’t anger me because its foolishness and its ignorant. at the end of the day folks have their opinion, but one of my professors in college always “you can have an opinion but you have no fact to argue with, then its worthless”
xoxo
Shay
Well, I would like to say, that I agree with Sonya, whatever her name is. 200 pounds is NOT healthy. Call me ignorant, call me a self-centered piece of shit but really, when you guys GO OUT ON THE ROAD, AND YOU LOOK AT OBESE PEOPLE DO YOU THINK “THEY’RE BEAUTIFUL, THEY ARE SO AMAZING.” NO. OKAY. Reality is fucking harsh, being fat is not beautiful. Okay, being a bit chubby is okay but not OBESE. That is unhealthy, no one wants to see that. I don’t see why you have to disrespect her opinion. It’s her opinion. Don’t act like none of you have ever made fun of a fat person, smh. Look at yourselves man, ignorant children. Society is ugly, we are all a part of it. You might say one thing on the internet but when you are with your friends you make fun of fat people don’t you, you don’t stand up to them do you? When you are in school you don’t befriend the fat kids do you, or at work. Why? Because everyone is disgusting, and a part of society, and no one befriends the fat people. Being fat is disgusting, and it’s not healthy either. Your argument is invalid. Bye.
My argument is invalid? Excuse me, I have to laugh at that.
Tereza, isn’t it? Hi. My name is O’mar. You’re right on two counts: society is ugly, and at some point, we are all a part of it. But that’s all the slack you’re going to get from me, because I am going to use the rest of this rope to tie a nice knot around your neck.
Now… let’s think for a second. YOU openly declare yourself a sheep, a distorted brainwashed zygote of society by saying that nobody befriends “fat” people.
A show of hands on my Tumblr here for all of those that befriended me. A show of hands for those who are “fat” who have a boyfriend/girlfriend/husband/wife. Wow, you know, those are a LOT of hands that just went up over the internet. I guess we aren’t as non-befriendable as we thought.
Just a quick look at your Tumblr and already I see that you’re delusional. You strive for perfection, but you’ll never obtain it. You’re just as unhappy as Sonya up there is, only difference is, you’d actually turn to plastic surgery to gain said perfection. You’re just a pathetic as she is.
It KILLS you, doesn’t it, Tereza? It KILLS you that these “fat” people are so well adjusted and happy with themselves, and you get in front of that mirror every morning and pick yourself apart. You constantly stress about whether or not James is going to leave you for someone who’s thinner, who’s prettier, who isn’t a incalculably ignominious myopic flesh-creeping mass of neuroses and pathologies. Your thought pattern is irrelevant. Your opinion, much like Sonya’s up there, is a festering cesspool of idiotic thinking.
What’s worse? You’re a fucking hypocrite. I’m not even going to take the time out to read you. All I know is, you can’t say the things you just said and then reblog a shit ton of posts saying “don’t call a girl fat, you never know how far she’ll go to be the opposite”.
Are you scared? Are you scared that out of all the words that someone could call you, you incalculably cretinous delinquent and a vapid all-befouling wretched horror to all who encounter you, that someone calling you fat would push you over the edge? That’s it, isn’t it?
Well, let me welcome you to my world: you’re fat, Tereza. You need to lose some weight, because it’s completely DISGUSTING how big you are. James is gonna leave you if you don’t lose some of that weight. Look at you, you weigh like a ton. Ugh, I don’t know how someone could love someone who looks like you, much less be your friend.
I would tell you to have a seat, but it’ll be difficult with that rope around your neck. Try not to hang yourself getting off your high horse, you lamentably ignorant, dandruff-eating manifestation of contraceptive personality.(By the by, I’m done with this topic. You and Sonya can go hold hands, strap yourselves to a rocket, blast off into space, and take your helmets off.)
Last one y’all. I promise.
But these broads are gonna need some aloe for the burns O’meezy is dishing out. Damn, that shit must STING. But their angst is delicious.
Damn! Aloe? More like “Burn Ward! STAT!!!” Somebody should have warned ‘um; that flamethrower ain’t got no safety on it.
