Why Are You Like That?
Yeah, I’m skinny what’s it to you?
No, I’m not anorexic.
No, I’m not bulimic either.
No, I am not just skin and bones.
I have a high metabolism, and I have a hollow leg that runs in the family.
Yes, I eat… a lot.
Wanna watch to make sure?
Yes, I’m fast.
It’s not because I’m skinny.
No, I’m not part black, look at my feet.
No, I’m not on steroids.
Thanks for the compliment, but I don’t care if I’m “flim”.
I’m me. Get over it.
Hey guess what, genius?
Look around I’m not the only one.
I’m slim or slender.
Stop calling me skinny.
Yes, I consider it an insult.
Yes, I’m tall but I’m not a giant.
I’m only 5’7”.
No, I’m not sarcastic.
I just talk like this when people ask unnecessary questions.
Oh, I’m sorry if I sound rude.
Sorry to break it to you but calling me ugly won’t make you pretty.
I play basketball.
What’s the problem?
Scared that I might school you?
I go hard in the paint.
Oh, okay so since I’m a girl I can’t do anything you can?
Try me.
That doesn’t faze me.
I wear what I like; I don’t wanna wear Chucks and skinny jeans every day.
You make me laugh.
How about I’ll do me and you can do you.
Back up Hater.
You can hate on me.
I’m not wasting my energy like you.
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