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ATTENTION

Ariyah found my blog and showed my mother, which sparked concern. So I'm issuing an apology. Firstly, I need to apologize to Ariyah for the hateful things I've written about her. The things said were written out of anger and I didn't mean any of it. But also, I need to apologize to Hausman. Every romantic detail I've written about him has been a vicious lie. I really like Matt, but because he's so old, I can't have him. So what did I do? I changed it. I imagined being this snarky, awesome person that could have anyone she pleased, because I don't like the way things really are.

Here's To My Soulmate

His name is Brandon Wallace. He's pretty much an older version of me. We've known each other for three weeks and we both feel like we can tell each other anything. It's a pretty powerful feeling, knowing you aren't alone. Anyway, he suggested I listen to Brand New. And I did. If you guys haven't heard the song Jesus Christ, go listen to it.

Here's To My Soulmate

His name is Brandon Wallace. He's pretty much an older version of me. We've known each other for three weeks and we both feel like we can tell each other anything. It's a pretty powerful feeling, knowing you aren't alone. Anyway, he suggested I listen to Brand New. And I did. If you guys haven't heard the song Jesus Christ, go listen to it.

Fuck you

I've been fighting with Ariyah because she kicked me out of her apartment for no fucking reason, forcing me to walk home in the cold in a skirt and heels through a bad neighborhood. Nobody else. Just me. We started yelling at each other, and then today she bought my family food. I'd rather starve than eat her pity food. So that's what I'm doing. Starving myself.

Meet Fuddface, everyone

Yep. This mass of flesh and blood and shit is me, in all my adolescent glory. Soak it up. Yes, I like anime, as you might have guessed from the Evangelion shirt that my friend gave me. I like Cowboy Bebop, Evangelion, Sword Art Online, FLCL, Zetsuen no Tempest, Michiko e Hatchin, Chuunibyou, all that shit. Yes, I loved the ending of the Eva series. I thought it was impacting and found great meaning in it. I play D&D with twenty-year-old men who larp. I'm a level three, half-elf druid named Erasure. I wrote a 120-paged backstory on my character because I was bored and lonely.

Peppermint Coffee

Couple of things.
First off, I was PMS-ing pretty hard. I have PMDD, which is PMS on crack, and I wanted to be spontaneous and edgy. So, I grabbed to clippers and, in an attempt to give myself a pixie cut, I cut my hair so short that I can't even brush it on one side. It doesn't look bad, I just hate it. I cried for like, a day and a half until I realized that I own a really good wig from when my brother did drag. So I just threw that long, Tiffany wig on and called it a day. I even accessorized with a cute floppy bow. I also made a new friend.

Becoming an Elitist

So, I decided to become a full blown hipster, which means high waisted skirts, cadigans, and cap toe shoes. I'm also listening to better music, such as:
Vampire Weekend
Franz Ferdinand
The Strokes
The Killers
The Wombats
Two Door Cinema Club
Tegan and Sara
Mumford and Sons (briefly)
Metric

I kinda like myself more. I went back to my natural hair color and stopped wearing makeup. I feel really like things now.

I skipped the meeting with my psychologist today to stay home and watch Fight Club in my pajamas-- an oversized black dress shirt I found in the men's section at the local thrift store. I downloaded the MKV from Pirate Bay and spent two and a half hours watching Edward Norton go ape shit. And my God, was it marvelous. It was quirky and witty and perfect, and my favorite song was at the end. Fucking Palahniuk, why do you do this to my soul. Ugh.. Speaking of Palahniuk, I need to finish Invisible Monsters.

Meme-gle Bells

Dashing through the no
In a one horse open GAYYYY
Over the feels we go
Smashing all the way
BERS ERN BERBTAIRS RERNG
Making spirits bright
What fun is laugh adn sing a slaying sogn tonite
Dinkle bells, Dinkle bells,
Jingle ALL the way!
Oh, one does not simply ride in a one horse open sleigh! HEY!!!

OH MY GOD

I recorded myself singing and.. and.. I don't sound awful.
I'm good.
I'm actually a REALLY GOOD alto.
Like... Great, even.
FUCKING SHIT!!

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