These tortured souls who mutilate their bodies to look like famous celebrity whores seem really unclear on the basics of causality. Kim Kardashian isn't famous because she has big tits and an ass, she's famous because Ray J spackled her tits and ass on camera and then Kim's mom sold the sex act to Vivid for the price of her daughter's mortal soul. My cousin found out the hard way you can't put on a Superman costume and suddenly fly. He broke both his legs as a kid jumping off a roof with such belief. It's not the cape that makes you fly, you moron on my mom's side. Nor is it the jelly rocks that make you famous and beloved, or, you know, routinely polled as the most despicable celebrity.
I was badly bullied at school and it took me two years to realise that I wasn't [what the bullies were calling me]. I was told every day that I was the ‘ugliest thing alive' and I should ‘kill myself'.That's some pretty harsh bullying. Still, your full menu of options in response can't be suicide or $30,000 worth of plastic surgery to look like Kim Kardashian. That's really just one option. What ever happened to pouring acid on your tormentors to make them uglier than you? I guess this is what happens in England where angry high school outcasts can't get their hands on guns. I can only imagine the epic levels of frustration and self-hate that went into this horrible decision.
-- Claire Leeson on high school bullying that led her to start her Kim K. transformation.
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