I've had people insult my drawings. I dont' care about that.. I think they suck anyway.
I've had people insult my looks, my hair,my few attempts at nail-polish...
I'm sensitive about the ammount of weight I gained when I got into school. I've even had people walk up to me and say, "Your ass is bigger than when you started working here." That hurt.. but I got over it.
The two things I can't stand are when peopel insult me for who I can't help but be, and when peopple insult the one thing about myself that I am satisfied with. I can't help that I bleed, and I used to think I was intelligent.
Do you have any idea what it feels like to be cast down into the ranks of Bitchney Spears or any other common bimbo?
Who needs freinds anyway?