stop starving yourself! stop telling me how you want to lose weight when you're 3 inches taller than me and 40 pounds lighter. it makes me want to killllllll you! i dont want to hear about your self deprivation. thanks!

stop pointing out little things with joy and amusement - like lint on my clothes and a stray piece of hair. i really hate that.

you dont need to bribe me with presents. i dont need your money or anything from you. i can take care of myself. i will call you when i want to, not when you want me to.

get it together and be happy for me!