My final thing I will ever write here, because I fucking hate all of you now, I'm not even joking.
I agree with Becca.
Every single one of you guys is a fucking diamond in my eyes. You guys are the reason I'm AJ. I'm me. I owe you everything and I don't plan on standing idly by when someone insults you.
Don't let anyone ever tell you that you're any less then perfect.
I'm defending my family until the day I die. You guys are my family.
In other news, I now run an amateur food blog.
Ryan. Don't throw up again or I will cry.
You are not fat. You're perfect, any weight that you are. You always will be.
You're not a number on a scale. You're a human being. A beautiful one. A perfect one.
Ryan, send me a fucking picture, I dare you. I'm 87 fucking pounds and to me that is horrendous. But am I fat? No.
Don't you ever fucking out yourself down. You are better than that.
Ryan, please talk to me. I'm so.. please don't say that about yourself. You're so beautiful. So so so beautiful.
FUCKING EMAIL ME RYAN. YOU ARE NOT FAT.
To support you, I'm throwing up too. You're not in this alone.
Ry, please don't say things like this. You're scaring me.
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