 Hey, bestie! You're wrong. I think it's time for another adult pre-k lesson. What do you think? All right, turn your listening ears on. You catch a bubble in your mouth. Good job. Okay, here's the thing. Having a preference is something like, I'm looking for a partner who likes kayaking or wakes up early in the morning or loves pizza. But when your preference is exclude an entire group of marginalized people, that's problematic. Okay, that's not nice. That's not a preference. If you lump all fat people in one group together as though they are not very different individuals, that's fatphobic. Just like lumping all black people in one group and saying, I don't like black people as racist, and lumping all disabled people in one group and saying, I don't think people in wheelchairs are hot, is ableist. Do you understand what I'm saying? You know, a lot of people think just because you're fat, your problem is that you eat too much, but my problem is that I don't eat enough. Period. Okay. Accepting fat people with a caveat as long as they're healthy isn't progressive, it's violent. It fails to acknowledge the denial of access to healthcare that fat people face. It fails to acknowledge the systemic design of fatphobia. I love you so much. I love you so much. Thank you so much for keeping me happy, for keeping me alive. Thank you. I'm going to continue to listen to you. You deserve all the space in the world to breathe, expand and contract, and give me life. I love you. The other way. Walk the other way. Hey, if you wouldn't date someone because they're fat, that's fatphobia. Fatphobia is rooted in racism and anti-blackness and white supremacy. I don't know what the fuck you're talking about, dude. Nothing about my lifestyle is unhealthy. I literally promote healthy things. I promote having a good relationship with food. I promote nourishing your body and not feeling shame when you eat things. I promote healthy eating habits like intuitive eating. I promote joyful movement. Yes, exercise. I literally do that and I promote it. I encourage it, I would say. I encourage having a good grasp on your mental health and focusing on that and self-care. I encourage having a good social life because social health is also very important. I encourage having a good sexual health because that's also important. So just because I'm fat, does it mean that I live in a healthy lifestyle? Your fatphobia is showing. I'm not mad that you teenagers don't find me hot. I understand that this is not the desirable body type in your age group. But in my age group, I'm decent. And in your dad's age group, I'm a fucking 10, baby. Stop commenting on people's bodies. Nobody asked. Nobody cares. Stop commenting on people's bodies. Nobody asked. Nobody cares. Again, stop commenting on people's bodies. Nobody asked. Nobody cares. Stop commenting on people's bodies. Nobody asked. Simply being thin in and of itself is not fatphobic, but this comment sure as hell is. The assumption that fat automatically equals unhealthy is fatphobic. You have to stop hating on your body and we need to start normalizing our bodies because they're beautiful and soft and unique and you need to be your own kind of beautiful. Societies be the standards of you because you are your own kind of beautiful and you don't need anyone's approval but your own. Girls will be 350 pounds talking about should I dye my hair soon? One, I'm only 330 now 350. Get it right. 20 pounds as a big deal. Second of all, you're right. I'm zooming into this hair boy. You is right on that one. Okay. Roots are showing, you know what I'm saying? A little foofy in the back. I don't know what my weight has to do with that. Seeing as how I can do whatever the f*** I want to at whatever poundage I am. Someone requested I put an 18 plus warning on this. So here it is. However, in folks are on this app every single day wearing less clothes than this, doing more sexually explicit dances. The only reason you are asking for a 18 plus warning on this is because I am fat. Fat-shaming and skinny-shaming are the same. Actually, no they're not. Fat people are denied jobs, proper medical care, health insurance, they're paid less. They don't have equal access to clothing, travel, many public spaces. Even the body mass index, the way that it discriminates against women, especially women of color, it was created for and based around white men. Like, fat phobia is literally rooted in anti blackness. It's rooted in racism and sexism. Skinny-shaming is not. How many times have you seen marketing campaigns that are labeled get fat quick? Finally, add those stubborn 30 pounds. Show me where all the weight gain industries are. Show me all the damaging messages that say that skinny equals unworthy life or skinny equals ugly. When is the last time that you've been penalized financially when an aircraft seat had to be accommodated to your smaller body? When is the last time you've walked into a doctor's office and after they weighed you, stopped listening to what you were actually there for and told you to just gain weight because it will fix everything? Fat people endure all of that and more. Skinny people do not face employment discrimination or medical discrimination. The world was designed for you. Eat a burger is just not comparable to systemic abuse and oppression. So, dating a chubby girl is like opening a bag of chips in the middle of church. People look at you funny, but deep down inside, they want some chips too. When you're like, it's the hairy armpits for me, you're so observant. But I also have stomach hair, back hair, arm hair, and leg hair. And you're probably just as hairy as me, but you've been removing it since sixth grade. Like you, I could remove my hair at a moment's notice, but it's actually you who needs to change, not me. And bad news, it might take years to fix that unattractive judgmental personality. But hey, good luck. I get it. I get it. I know I'm fat. I know I'm fat, but you don't have to keep reminding me that I'm fat. I look at this body, this body ardi ardi every day, every day and say, God, you a baddie. You know what I'm saying? Like, you can't be mad at me because I have high self-esteem and high confidence and I love eating steak and potatoes and you're over there snorting coke. That's not my problem, sis. Go seek help. Go seek some help. You know what I'm saying? I can't help you. I can throw you a few dollars, you know, get you something to eat, McDonald's or something, Wendy's, four for four, but baby, don't be worrying about what's coming in this belly. We're good over here. Rise up, Gaynor boys, time to get you off. Gaynor girl, back water.