#I even had a vampirefreaks account

[jellfishjellfish]

(Looking at the private stats for Dereliction)

The subscription number and bookmark number is the same 😱

Unprecedented!

I still love the fact it has twice as many private bookmarks, probably because it’s trolls, but that fine! I get it!

If there’s one thing I’ve learnt in my many years of life, it’s that something you like will be cringy to someone else. Always. So sometimes embracing the cringe can be freeing, accept you like that media! That song!

It was very often created BY an adult anyway! Life’s too short to be embarrassed by things you find joy in! ❤️❤️

[chronicallyday]

Saturday Sneak Peek of Life Was a Storm Chapter Two

you may read the first chapter of this modern au/2000s au in the link above. I am absolutely showing my age by referring to VampireFreaks as a social media site lol also the name drop of a band whose founding members went on to create my fave band (PTV)

Here’s a snippet from Chapter Two below:

It was completely accidental. Serendipitous.

Finn had not gone looking for Annie Cresta. She had fallen into his lap. Or more specifically, his inbox.

He didn’t post selfies, despite everyone else posting them. Finn had mostly started using VampireFreaks as a recommendation from a guy he had smoked with outside of a show to post some of his poems on a forum. He wasn’t even goth, but the alt scene had appreciated some of his work that he couldn’t share with Rio.

Finn hadn’t expected someone to message him about a photo he posted to his account. It was a stupid photo he took at Point Pinos. He hadn’t expected someone to comment on the post.

But he almost had a heart attack when he saw the username HeartThiefOfTheSea. That stupid song kept playing his head.

The message wasn’t anything special. They had only sent a less than carrot symbol plus the number three to make a heart emoticon. But Finn clicked on the account anyway and his heart almost stopped again in less than a minute when he scrolled through the photo gallery for the account.

Some punky-bohemian chick that looked like she could be Stevie Nicks’ edgier daughter had sent the comment. The blue and purple streaks in her dark hair had thrown him off for a second, but he would know those green eyes anywhere. They had only been haunting him since he was two months shy of fifteen.

He didn’t have to respond. It was just appreciation for the photo.

But he responded anyway. And that led to them private messaging each other.

“Someone’s up early,” Finn muttered as his desktop pinged with a new email notification for a private message from Annie.

HeartThiefOfTheSea: guess who’s in trouble

FindingEmo: clearly not u if ur messaging me. what did u do?

HeartThiefOfTheSea: snuck out, trespassed to go swimming, but my greatest offense was calling my brother to come get me at 3am from the side of the road cuz I was too lazy to walk LOL

Finn laughed under his breath. As the eldest of his siblings, he was sure there could be a day that he would be getting those calls. For now, he was glad that his sisters were eight years old. The most trouble they got into was eating the sweets and pastries meant for the BnB guests.

HeartThiefOfTheSea: so…what are you doing up? It’s getting late over there isn’t it?

FindingEmo: ur joking right?? I’m not the one that is up at 3am

HeartThiefOfTheSea: yeah but you’re only 3 hrs behind right?

FindingEmo: yeah. so why r u messaging me at 3am

Serendipitous. They had been messaging each other since May and the messages had been mostly small talk about bands they liked until Annie took the plunge and started asking him for some advice and then they got more personal while being cautious of what they shared with an Internet Stranger.

Although Annie could have been more wary. Not that Finn was one to talk. He was sure his parents had considered putting an ankle monitor on him at some point in his mid teens.

Finn had lots of fun turning her into a fan of a band from San Diego called Before Today. He really hoped their plans to tour the East Coast came to fruition so Annie could go to one of their shows.

He really liked one of the lines in one of their songs Pierce The Veil.

We’ll try, still strong in our chains.

Something about the line reminded him of that dream version of himself. Finn still didn’t have the full picture about that Finnick, and while sometimes he couldn’t say he liked that version of himself, there were more days that he felt for him.

HeartThiefOfTheSea: my ex ambushed me while I was hanging out w/my friends. I ran away lol he tried to tell me he wanted to be “friends”

Finn frowned. He hadn’t liked Annie’s boyfriend when she was dating him and his dislike for him only grew after she dumped him.

Nothing rankled Finn more than guys that wouldn’t take no for an answer and tried to guilt their girlfriends into sleeping with them by using their love against them.

Finn had told Annie that she didn’t need to love the guy to have sex with him. If she wanted to have sex just because she wanted to, that was reason enough to take the plunge. But if she was hesitating because she wasn’t ready or because she didn’t feel that kind of attraction to him that she needed to do what was right for her.

Annie had confessed that she had been using the fact that she was Straight Edge as one of the reasons to ward him off. She had to explain to her ex what that even was, but Finn had snorted as soon as Annie told him that she was actually in fact Straight Edge.

Finn and Annie couldn’t be anymore different.

[ can’t say I wanna wait for marriage but idk it feels preferable than losing my virginity to a HS bf that my friends had to convince me to date ]

FindingEmo: pls tell me u kicked him in the balls

HeartThiefOfTheSea: lol no I didn’t do that but I should have. he yanked my arm pretty hard when I was underwater and it kind of scared me. I dipped as soon as possible and I just know my friends are gonna give shit for just leaving

FindingEmo: if u had to bounce u had to bounce…but next time kick him in the balls

HeartThiefOfTheSea: aye aye captain! now why are YOU up late?

FindingEmo: date

HeartThiefOfTheSea: like a date date or a “date” lol

FindingEmo: the latter

HeartThiefOfTheSea: heartbreaker lol

[atimburtonfan]

How Tim Burton influenced my life

I haven't posted very much on here in the past months so I tried to find the reason why and thus decided to write down how Tim Burton's films and art have influenced my life. I also like to divide his films into three distinct periods to explain how his works have changed over time and what might have been the catalyst behind this.

First period: 1982-1999/2000 These above mentioned years I like to classify as the first period of Tim Burton's films and fame. It started in 1982 with the production of his short animated film, Vincent. It was during this time that Tim Burton started to produce/direct films for a world wide audience and that he started to build up a name for himself.

The short films of Vincent, Frankenweenie and Hansel and Gretel are nowadays true Burton classics and show his distinctive style of art. The beginning of the 80's were basically the beginning of the imagery that nowadays people call Burtonesque. It's this period during which Tim Burton could truly be called an outcast in the film industry, making eclectic films that would captivate millions.

Each of the three periods is also defined by a woman and it was during the first period, 1992 to be exact, that Tim Burton and Lisa Marie met each other, they got engaged in the following year until the start of the second period which is defined by another female actress, the woman most people associate with the name Tim Burton.

In my opinion it was during this period that Tim Burton made his most personal and creative films, my all time favourite film was made during this period. It's clear that Tim Burton was able to express himself quite purely before he got influenced by the studio that once rejected him. Some of these personal and creative films include: Ed Wood, Mars Attacks, Beetle Juice, The Nightmare Before Christmas, Edward Scissorhands, Pee-wee and his adaptations of the Batman films.

It was also during this period that I was born and introduced to his films at an early age. The first Tim Burton film that I have ever seen was Mars Attacks, an underrated comedy that I still love to watch these days. Even though I saw his films during the 1990's, I never really concerned myself with learning the names of directors or even be remotely interested in the background of them or recognize their distinctive art styles.

Second period: 2000-2012 These years are what I like to call the 'golden age' of Tim Burton's fame and influence. During the late 1990's and early 2000's, alternative music such as metalcore, nu-metal, gothic and industrial metal started to become incredibly popular in mainstream culture. Many teens became obsessed with this type of music and it was especially the explosion of the Emo-culture that introduced many teens, including myself, to Tim Burton's distinctive artstyle.

Shops like Hot-Topic became incredibly popular and many people began to dress themselves as if they were a character of a Burton film. Therefore it isn't very surprising that Burtonesque merchandise started to appear in the same shops where Emo, alternative, gothic and metal teens liked to shop, further fueling his fame as the lonesome different gothic filmdirector.

Why 2000 you might wonder? As I have said earlier, each period is defined by a woman in his life and it was during this year that Tim Burton met Helena Bonham Carter on the set of Planet of the Apes. They quickly fell in love with each other that eventually resulted in them having two children and living inside two homes that were connected to each other. Helena Bonham Carter and Tim Burton together formed one of the most eccentric couples that Hollywood has ever seen and they were much beloved by their fans.

It was during this period that films such as: Corpse Bride, Charlie And The Chocolate Factory, Sweeney Todd, Big Fish, Alice In Wonderland, Dark Shadows, Planet Of The Apes and Frankenweenie were made. They captured the hearts of millions of people throughout the world who felt like an outsider in this society and gave them a place they could call home. This was the era of the golden trio, Burton, Depp and Carter.

I myself became an awkward gothic teen at the age of 12 when I first entered high school. It was a time before youtube, the internet was still a relative new thing therefore it was incredibly hard to get your hands on anything remotely Burtonesque. I can remember reading magazines of alternative shops like Large and the McFiber and begging my mother to buy me some stuff.

As I grew more awkward and awkward, eventually getting an autism diagnosis, I got deeper involved into the alternative scene. All of my friends were exactly the same, different, alternative and thrown out by mainstream society. Many of us had serious mental problems which resulted in self harming and even episodes of attempted suicide.

It was then that I started to find comfort in his works. I could identify myself perfectly with the characters of his works and I adored the image and lives of the adorable couple, Tim Burton and Helena Bonham Carter. I became truly obsessed with some of his films and started to finally learn English in order to write fanfictions about Sleepy Hollow. The alternative/emo scéne reached its highest moments during this period and it was almost fun to be that weird outsider who liked the art and films of Tim Burton.

Third period: 2013-present day This is what I like to call the decline of the alternative scéne and thus also the decline of Tim Burton's popularity. There are of course multiple reasons why Burton eventually became less popular but I think the most important reason is the fact that the alternative scéne is slowly dying. Most of us who were teens during the early 2000's have now grown up and most have shed off their unique gothic/ alternative/emo skins and entered adulthood life.

The internet has also changed. Platforms such as myspace, vampirefreaks and the countless of forums have died, these spaces were havens for alternative kids. Youtube was by then well introduced and started to commercialize quite badly, I honestly miss the times during which Youtube was just a free platform to share your videos without any intent to make money.

Like I said at the beginning, each period is defined by a woman in the life of Tim Burton and it was around the end of 2012 that the relationship between Burton and Carter started to wobble. It was also during this year that Eva Green made her debute in Dark Shadows. Rumours quickly rose that Eva and Tim were having an affair and in 2014, Tim Burton and Helena Bonham Carter separated, which was absolutely stunning news to their fans as they were long viewed as the ideal 'gothic' couple.

In my honest opinion, the quality of Burton's works started to drop dramatically after the separation. The period of the classic Burton/Carter films was now officially over and this era is defined by films such as: Miss Peregrine, Big Eyes and Dumbo. None of these films really felt like a classic Burton film and I feel like he has sold his soul and creativity to Disney. Where he once was the outcast, the one who opposed Disney in order to produce his own unique works, he is now fully part of the Disney company and his distinctive style is now barely visible.

He also has made barely any works since 2012, the aforementioned films are basically the only ones he directed since the last decade. At this current moment, there is no work in production, although there are rumours he is making a sequel to Beetlejuice and his own adaptation of the Addams Family but this can't be verified. Most of his original fanbase have grown up and either shed the alternative scéne skin entirely or are still stuck loving his older works.

I can place myself in between. Truth be told, I also lost most of my interest after 2012. I became an adult and the emo scéne I once loved so much, was now officially dead. I didn't like the films he produced after Frankenweenie (2012), it somehow lacked that classic Burton magic. Not to mention that Tumblr itself has also been dying, and still is.

I still love his early works very dearly and rewatch them quite often until this day. I have however stopped obsessing about them, with the exception of one film, Sleepy Hollow. Tim Burton created a home for teens and young  adults who didn't fit into modern society. I was one of those teens and his films have really helped me get through an extremely difficult period of my life. He made me feel that I belonged to something and the weekends I have spent holding Tim Burton marathons with my alternative friends were the best moments in my life.

I'm so sorry for this incredibly long post but I wanted to try to explain how Tim Burton influenced my life and how this eventually led to me barely posting anything on this tumblr account in 2021. What do you think of Tim Burton currently? Do you agree with the three periods that I have defined?

[lovemesomesurveys]

Thought I Couldn't Top It, Huh? OVER 2000 Questions! (Truly the Longest!) Created by distortedcognition Part 5

x__Odd Questions__x

What color is the bottom of your tongue? Pink and whiteish. Your foot? White, like the rest of my skin. Do you have any medical problems concerning feet? No. Do you secretly fantasize about George W. Bush? Uh, no... Do you chew on your homework? No... Pencils? No, I’ve never chewed on any writing utensils or school supplies. Do you read the dictionary? No, not even when I’m super bored. Encyclopedia? When I was a kid I had some that were made for kids that I liked.

Atlas? No. Road map? No, that’s what GPS is for. 

Do you memorize random facts? Sure.

Do you stalk anyone? No.

Does anyone stalk you? Not that I know of... Do you collect dust? Not purposefully, but since I don’t dust I guess I do.... :X Lint? No. Baby teeth? No. Have you ever thought of becoming a prostitute? No. Do you use lotion on your feet? Yeah. Have you ever played a kazoo? Nope. Have you ever shot someone? Uh, no. Something? A target. How many pairs of underwear do you own? Several. Jeans? A few. What ring size are you? Like a 7 or 8. Belt size? I’m not sure, I never wear belts. Have you ever gotten anything amputated? No. Do you have a calendar from 2001 hanging in your room? No. That would be quite outdated. Do you eat a lot? I wish I could eat more so I could gain some weight. Do you get excited over cameras? No. Do you have a strange obsession with pickles? No, but I l like them. Poison? Uh, no. I’d like to avoid poison, please. Knives? No. Cheese? I love cheese. Penguins? No.

Bald people? No.

Pirates? No. Corny jokes? I am a sucker for corny and punny jokes. Are you a virgin? I am. Have you ever tied your tooth to a door to lose it? No. Do you bite yourself? No. Do you get cold sores often? No, thankfully. Those hurt so bad. Do you have a cold right now? No. Do you suffer from chronic migraines? No. Do you like to touch sharp objects? Uh, no. Do you have a twitching problem? No. What do you do on the computer? I spend most of my time on it scrolling through Tumblr, doing surveys, watching YouTube, and playing The Sims. Anything your parents should know about? Not that I can think of. Are you happy with your life? :/ Is everybody else happy with your life? Uhh, probably not. Do you like 100% white grape juice? No. How big is the universe? Bigger than you can even imagine. How many hours of sleep do you get every night? A few hours at most. What do you dream about? Random shit. Do you enjoy bungee jumping? I would never go bungee jumping. Do you have AIM? Well, not anymore since it doesn’t exist. I hadn’t used it since like 2009 anyway. MSN? No, I never had MSN. YIM? Not anymore. Is that still a thing? A Neopets account? I highly doubt my account still exists out there since I haven’t been on it since the early 2000s. I don’t even know Neopets is still around. A Vampirefreaks account? No. A Quizilla account? No. A Bzoink account? No. Do you watch bugs crawl on the floor? Ew, no. Do you follow the bugs that crawl on the floor? Absolutely not. Do you get attacked by ladybugs? NO, thankfully. Are you scared of everything that breathes? Ha, I know I’m a big scardy cat but I wouldn’t say that sheesh. Are you scared of anything at all? Yeah, a lot of things. What? A lot of things. Which cardinal direction do you like best? The one that takes me in the right direction at the time. Do you have a life? Nope.

Then why are you taking this? Because I don’t have a life. Do you have a microphone on your computer? Yeah. A webcam? Yeah. A scanner? Yes. A printer? Yes. A cordless mouse? No. I have a laptop and just use the trackpad. Does your mouse light up? -- What kind of computer do you have? A MacBook Air. Were you ever physically abused? No. Verbally? No. Sexually? No. Do you wish you were a fish? Nah, I’m good. A cat? No. A dog? No. Do you have a cell phone? I do. What kind is it? It’s an iPhone 12 Pro Max. Do your teachers like you? My teachers always loved me. Do your parents like you? My parents love me. Do your siblings like you? Yes. Does karma, if it exists, love you? I don’t believe in karma. Did you have a tail when you were born? No. Do you enjoy school? I enjoyed parts of it.  Are you a packrat? I do have a hard time getting rid of stuff. Do you know HTML or CSS? I know some very basic HTML. Do you find yourself chewing on anything your fingers have touched? My food? Do you shy away from social situations? Yes. Are you obsessed with shiny things? No. Are you at least attracted to them? I do find them pretty to look at, sure. Do you smash guitars or any other type of instrument? No. I don’t understand that. Are you proud of doing so?  -- So. How bad can I make you look? Why do you want to make me look bad? Besides, I do that well enough on my own.

Do you wash your hands frequently? Yeah, especially since the start of the pandemic. Do you wet the bed? No. What age did you stop? When I was a little kid. Do you lie a lot? No. Have you lied at all in this survey? Nope. I have no reason to. Do you forget to brush your teeth frequently? No, I don’t forget to brush my teeth. Do you brush your hair? Yeah. Do you use antismelly? No. I don’t even know what that is. Are you an alcoholic? No, I don’t even drink. A druggie? Nope, I don’t do drugs. Do you drink illegally? I’m 32 I can do so if I wanted to. Do you wear underwear? Yes. Do you change it frequently? Everyday. Are you a coward? Yeah, you could say that. A loser? Yes. An idiot? Yep. Do you text talk? I use “lol”, “wtf”, “wth”, “omg”, but otherwise no I don’t like to use shorthand. Are you a bad friend? :/ Are you untrustworthy? No. Unreliable? I feel like I haven’t been the most the reliable these past few years. Do you pick your nose? No. Are you imperfect? Yes. Ugly? Yes. Do you have bad hair? Yes. A big nose? No, I don’t think so. Are you shallow? No. Greedy? No. Do you tell people you love them just to get what you want? No, definitely not. I don’t throw those words around and only say it if I mean it. Do you have any /important/ talents? I have no talents. Are you impolite? No, I don’t think so. Disrespectful? No. Do you have buck teeth? No. Acne? Not currently. Mentall illnesses? Yes. Does your breath smell? I hope not. Do you have a strong body odor? No. Do you have bad teeth? I would like to get veneers. Are you overweight? No, I’m too underweight. Anorexic? No. Bulimic? No. Do you have a piercing in an inappropriate spot on your body? No. A tattoo? Nope. Are you a wannabe? Yeah, I wannabe healthy and happy, ha. Do you get bad grades? I got A’s and B’s. Are you a bad guesser? Yeah, I suck. Just tell me what it is. Are you bad at reading people? I think I do a fairly good job at it, actually. Are you too nice for your own good? I used to be that way and got taken advantage of. Do you have a lot of friends? I have zero friends. Do you give in easily? I usually do. Are you stubborn? Very. Are you annoying? I feel like I am. Are you a necrophilliac? No. Are you incestuous? No. Is your room messy? It could use a little straightening up, but it’s not too bad. Do you make fun of other people? No. Do you respect your body? I guess you could say I don’t since there’s things I should be doing to take better care of myself that I don’t do. :/ I’ve neglected myself in a lot of ways. Are you arrogant? No. Do you have low self-esteem? Very. Are you unique? I don’t think I am. Are your hands clammy? No. Are you short? I am. Are you freakishly tall? No. Do you like Simple Plan? I liked some of their songs. It’s been awhile since I’ve listened to them, though.

[acatfishconfession]

Chapter 1: Who am I?

If someone - anyone, had bothered to ask me (other than my elementary school teachers) where I could see myself at age twenty-nine, pushing thirty. It sure as fuck wouldn’t be here.

“Where is ‘here’, exactly?”   Here, is sitting in a broke down computer chair. Listening to sad instrumentals on YouTube auto-play while I sip my Dunkin refresher, binge eat munchkin donut holes and cry over my laptop keyboard.

I wish I could say that was the worst of it. Truly,  I do. But the real depth of it - the most heinous and offensive thing of all that I am doing right now is why I am here and writing this with my D.D. and emotional bullshit.  

Most of my time is currently occupied flipping between five fake Instagram accounts, three fake Facebooks, two fake Twitter accounts, a fake Tinder, a fake Bumble, and my three personal accounts on social media where I’ve already lined up my next potential ‘mask’. Which is what I like to call the unwitting victims of image theft.

That’s right, world. 

I am an online catfish.

Hate me. Hate me as much as I do.

I keep hoping that maybe if I feel enough of it - it will somehow trick the overly sensitive, non-confrontational, and social anxiety-riddled side of me into once and for all stopping this madness. Or at least making me feel guilty enough to just want this be over - in whatever way this sort of insanity can end once and for all.

I’ve spent more time than I’d like to admit considering the two ways it most likely will. As well as the one that I don’t dare to even mention because it’s as foolish and more unlikely than any other.

The two main ways it will likely end are death or prison. The likelihood of death being by my own hand though, is slim. Not impossible, but most definitely unlikely. Purely for the fact that I am without doubt, the biggest pussy I know. Hell, most of my tattoos were just a means to try and impress friends. Which sucks even more now because I hate damn near all of the friends I wanted and equally the tattoos that I have. 

Still not sure if it’s because I hate the tattoo artist that did them or just their artwork in general. Either way, there it is. I’m a pussy. If you were concerned for a moment that I might kill myself and by partisan obligate you to contact someone for help - you can relax now. 

No. If I die it will most likely be homicide via crime of passion. I am fully aware that I may inevitably piss off the wrong person in my catfishing ventures, and end up at the bottom of a river somewhere. But that would probably be good old karma just doing what she’s best at. After all... When you play a dangerous game with emotions, those emotions can become the most volatile weapon anyone can wield. Especially when they are tested and toyed with enough.  As for prison... Well... I know there are many legal actions people can take in regard to how their photos are used and what is said about them. How they are portrayed by others online or otherwise falls under the realm of slander - if I’m not mistaken. Not entirely sure if we can call it genuine identity theft. I’m pretty sure the entire point of being a catfishing is to work in a lucrative enough way to which the content owners will be forever (or at least prolongingly) never the wiser to what you’re doing. So you change things like name, locations, ages, birthdays, etc. Avoid them and their circle of friends with prejudice. I don’t just mean ‘don’t send them friend requests’ or ‘don’t check their pages’. 

If you’re good at catfishing (if one even call the level of depravity you have to hit to do it well ‘good’), you pull out all the stops. Finding all of their accounts on every site and app and blocking them, their friends, their friend’s friends, and families. Whole geographic locations sometimes. Anyone from their area or who went to their school. You vanish from their potential radar.

And believe me when I say.... At catfishing... There are none better than me. At least, not that I’ve ever heard of. 

That’s not to be confused with boasting. I feel disgusted with myself in even stating it. Because that’s what it is - disgusting. This is the first time I’m admitting this in my entire life. So, I suggest you take a deep breath with me before you read what I’m about to confess. Ready?

In - one, two, three, four, five, six. 

Out - seven, eight, nine, ten.

I have catfished as (yes, I’ve counted)… One-hundred and twenty-seven people.

I know... I know... It’s impressive. Horribly and disturbingly so. And that does not account for the number of accounts I’ve had for each of them. Emails, Instagrams, Facebooks, etc. Even a few Vampirefreaks and Darkstarling accounts back in the day. I can’t even remember the names of most of them anymore. Only their faces. But even those fade over time.

You’d think for as prolific as I’ve been with getting to know them, their lives, and those around them so intimately to pull off the amount of catfishing I have - I’d remember more clearly. But I suppose if you do anything for as long as I’ve been catfishing, you’re bound to lose track of a few memories or blips of time. 

I know you’re all dying to know exactly how long I’ve being doing this for. So I’ll tell you. The answer may be as equally shocking as my ‘mask count’. Realistically, take a moment and try to guess how old I was when I started. Here’s a tip. As I sit and write this, I’m 29. Just a few months shy of my 30th birthday. Now go on.... Give it your best shot.

Got a guess?

Ladies, gentlemen, and thems. I have been catfishing since I was eight years old.

That’s right. Only eight years old. I’m sure you were thinking surely fourteen or even fifteen. Technically, you’re right. Somewhere around there is when I actually became aware of what it was exactly that I was doing. But things were much different then. When I was eight, the internet being a modern in-home comfort was relatively new. We had dial-up. Screechy AOL start up sounds that were most likely close rivals to what would be Cthulhu’s mating call. The days of poorly moderated chatrooms and weak HTML coding. Not even Myspace existed at that point (I really miss Tom. We took him for granted. Zuckerberg’s rules kind of make him seem like a bit of a cuck. But I digress.)

Before I was twelve years old, no one knew what the hell ‘catfishing’ was. We’d never experienced enough of it to have to worry that people online would lie about something as outlandish as their face. Their age, name, or location  - maybe. Shit, people have been lying about their relationship and marital statuses since the dawn of man. The internet didn’t breed lies like that, (though I’m certain it made it a great deal easier to do). Those were the kind of lies that you’d think of when it came to telling lies on the internet. But nothing like this. 

Now look at us. For every ten of your actual friends on Instagram, there is at least one catfish following you or trying to make friends with you. Not that it’s a factually proven ratio or anything, more so an idea. I’m clearly not a scientist or research analyst, and as we’ve already established - I’m way too busy maintaining fake accounts to actually look up factual catfishing statistics.

So why? Why did I do it? Why do I continue to do it? Why confess now? Most importantly, who the hell am I? The ‘whys’ are a bit more complex than just selecting reason A or B. But if you’re really curious to know and willing to hear what I have to say and find out what makes up a catfish. Or at least - me. The most prolific online catfish likely to date (here’s hoping I am because I’d hate to know there is anyone crazier than me out there). Then stick around, because I’m ready to tell you - all of you. Everyone who cares to read this story. I am going to do my best along the way to help you answer some questions you might have. What is it like, how does it make me feel, do I really feel guilty, are there other kinds of catfish, and which one am I? And of course - how to spot and potentially stop a catfish.

Maybe by the end of this blog series, and once you are past out-right hating me (if you can find it in you to get past out-right hating me.... *Insert nervous and shameful laughter here*). You’ll be at least thankful to have learned some new things and gained an understanding that you hadn’t expected to from this. Or at least be thoroughly entertained - because, who the hell doesn’t love a controversial story line? As for who I am.... 

I really wish I could give you an answer. Because truth be told - I don’t even know anymore. 

Maybe in writing this series, I’ll figure that out. Hell, you might even help me get there a bit. Aside the most obvious and recently discovered portion of that answer being, that I am first and foremost, a massive piece of shit - for stealing people’s photos and lying about who I am. 

[eldritchsurveys]

467.

Do you like using earbuds or traditional headphones? >> I prefer headphones.

Have you ever heard of the band Kataklysm? >> Sure.

Would you ever take a trip to Florida? >> Yep.

What do you do when you can't seem to sleep? >> Read.

Do you like crab legs? If so, which type is your favorite? >> I like them, but I hate cracking them open. I don’t know what the types are...

What would you do if I were in your house right now? >:D >> If anyone was in the apartment right now that wasn’t Sparrow, I’d have them arrested.

How do you handle writer's block? >> I just don’t write until I don’t have a block anymore. I don’t really know what else to do but that.

Define metal. (The music genre, not the element. >.>) >> I don’t want to define the music genre.

Have you ever tried Nutella? It's like sex in a jar. No lie. >> I’ve tried it and I hate it.

When people 'copy' you, do you tend to feel more flattered or annoyed? >> No one “copies” me.

Who's better: Journey or Foreigner? >> I prefer Journey.

What's your favorite kind of juice? >> ---

Go ahead; give me your best pick-up line. >> ---

Have you ever attempted to speak Korean? >> No.

Who/what can always brighten up your day? C: >> ---

Do you think someone has feelings for you right now? >> Apparently.

Have you ever used Google Translate? >> Yeah.

Do your gums ever bleed when you brush your teeth? >> No. They used to a long time ago, but not now.

Which is harder: rejecting someone or being rejected? >> I don’t know.

Is it easy for you to look past certain flaws people may have? >> It depends on whether the flaw in question bothers me personally or not. If it doesn’t, I have no reason to fixate on it.

Spray tans generally make people look like Oompa Loompas. Fact or fiction? >> Dude...

What was the last thing you cooked on the grill? >> ---

Tell me something interesting in another language. >> Nah.

What color is your shampoo bottle? >> The bottle is just like... semi-translucent.

Is there a certain brand of eyeliner you prefer? (If you wear it, that is.) >> Smashbox makes a good one, and I can’t remember the other brands I like. NYX, maybe.

Are you any good at arm-wrestling? >> No.

Do your initials spell out any cool words? >> No.

If I were to hand you the keys to a brand new Camaro, would you be excited? >> No. I can’t even drive.

What's your favorite Medieval torture device? (If you have one, that is.) >> The rack.

Have you ever had a VampireFreaks account? >> Yeah, I was on VF for years.

Tell me about the funniest commercial you've ever seen. >> Whatever it was, I can’t remember it now.

Are you any good at painting nails? I can't paint nails for shit. I always screw them up somehow. T.T >> I’m good at painting my own.

Would you rather be a zombie pirate or a zombie viking? :D >> I’d rather not be a zombie, period. But I’d rather be a viking than a pirate.

Would you feel comfortable sitting next to a man in a cheese costume? >> As long as he wasn’t bothering me, whatever. And as long as the costume didn’t also smell like cheese.

Do you believe in the Law of Attraction? >> I’m not actually sure what that is.

What was the last thing you gave up on? >> I don’t know.

Who/what do you find yourself thinking of most often? >> ---

Do you talk to your current love interest every day? >> ---

Is it easier for you to forgive or forget? >> I like to forget. Forgetting is good.

Do you tend to fall for other guys/girls easily? >> No.

Have you ever heard of the band Ruoska? >> No.

How far would you go to help a friend in need? >> I don’t know.

Do you believe a woman's place is in the kitchen? >> No.

What all do you know about Mormonism? >> Not much. I’m vaguely aware of how it got started and some of the moral standards or whatever, but nothing especially detailed.

When was the last time you recieved a hand-written letter? >> ---

[lavieboheme930]

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Do you like using earbuds or traditional headphones? air pods

Have you ever heard of the band Kataklysm? No

Would you ever take a trip to Florida? Sure

What do you do when you can’t seem to sleep? play games on my phone

Do you like crab legs? If so, which type is your favorite? Never had them

What would you do if I were in your house right now? >:D WTF? 

How do you handle writer’s block? HA!  Happens all the time as an author

Define metal. (The music genre, not the element. >.>) WHatever

Have you ever tried Nutella? It’s like sex in a jar. No lie. Love Nutella

When people ‘copy’ you, do you tend to feel more flattered or annoyed? It’s happened before and it made me so annoyed

Who’s better: Journey or Foreigner? Ohhh I love them both

What’s your favorite kind of juice? apple

Go ahead; give me your best pick-up line. I have none

Have you ever attempted to speak Korean? >> No.

Who/what can always brighten up your day? C: Taron, Elton, Richard.  My friends sending me pics of any of the 3

Do you think someone has feelings for you right now? No

Have you ever used Google Translate? >> Yeah.

Do your gums ever bleed when you brush your teeth? sometimes

Which is harder: rejecting someone or being rejected? both

Is it easy for you to look past certain flaws people may have? Sure

Spray tans generally make people look like Oompa Loompas. Fact or fiction? Whatever

What was the last thing you cooked on the grill? I don’t cook

Tell me something interesting in another language. No

What color is your shampoo bottle? beige

Is there a certain brand of eyeliner you prefer? (If you wear it, that is.) Wet and Wild

Are you any good at arm-wrestling? >> No.

Do your initials spell out any cool words? >> No.

If I were to hand you the keys to a brand new Camaro, would you be excited? >> No. I can’t even drive.

What’s your favorite Medieval torture device? (If you have one, that is.) None

Have you ever had a VampireFreaks account? No

Tell me about the funniest commercial you’ve ever seen.  I hate commercials

Are you any good at painting nails? I can’t paint nails for shit. I always screw them up somehow. T.T Sorta

Would you rather be a zombie pirate or a zombie viking? :D pirate...Love pirates

Would you feel comfortable sitting next to a man in a cheese costume? Sure

Do you believe in the Law of Attraction? Huh

What was the last thing you gave up on? >> I don’t know.

Who/what do you find yourself thinking of most often? Taron, Richard, Elton

Do you talk to your current love interest every day? N/A

Is it easier for you to forgive or forget? forgive

Do you tend to fall for other guys/girls easily? Yeah

Have you ever heard of the band Ruoska? >> No.

How far would you go to help a friend in need? for my besties...I’d do anything I could to help them

Do you believe a woman’s place is in the kitchen? >> No.

What all do you know about Mormonism? Not much

When was the last time you recieved a hand-written letter? last week

[sirchubbybunny]

story time with uncle aj

I recently decided to sneak back into my vampirefreaks account for old time sake. I was expecting to be greeted by my red or yellow homepage with my buddies posting new pics or song covers. Anything. Nope. It was completely revamped and i wasn’t sure how to process it.

In the midst of me poking around, I rediscovered my blog and found that the last entry was from a year ago. Now on there, there’s a tab on your journal page where you can go through entries older than a year. Cool shit, right? However, this feature was gone. I clicked around for a good ten minutes, but I couldn’t find anything. I figured I had to switch back to an old layout of the site to navigate where I needed to, but nope. Not there. Welp, it looks like it was time to message the admins!

I shot them a message with the problem I was facing, and wanted to know if it was a bug or the feature really was gone. I was mostly worried about the latter, since that was where I archived a lot of my poetry and songs I had worked on since I was in high school around 2010. The only other site I had about 95% of them up on went under in 2014, so my blog was the last "safe place" I had them. I already had the misfortune of losing all my stories I hosted to a fanfic site a couple years ago (where the original copy of “The Final Cut”, one of my first successful stories, was hosted).

Well, it turns out when the site upgrades from 2.0 to 3.0, all blog posts older than a year went with it. So, almost all of my short stories and poems I had worked on since 2010 that I hosted there as well are now officially 100% lost. I'm pretty pissed about this, since even though I have a love-hate relationship with my older work, some of it wasn't that bad, and it sucks I won't be able to show it to anyone. A lot of it was a documentation of what it was like for me to be in the closet, as well as stuff I had planned out for what I hoped to have been a future as an internet critic; including detailed review concepts, character arcs, episode plotlines and a lot of stuff like that. I also had a detailed Power Rangers fan series somewhere that I wanted to do at some point too, but I think that’s completely gone for good now.

And the moral of this story is to back your shit up while you can. Nothing sucks more than losing years upon years of work that you put your blood, sweat, and tears into. I don’t think I’m ever going to get over this loss. :(

[georgeharrisonbeatle]

Knowing your partner well makes writing together a lot easier. tag this with the people you enjoy roleplaying with but want to get to know better.

TAGGED BY: @dvlspcwn ( i’ll do this here so my rp partners don’t get confused aha ) TAGGING: @mscandystriper | @intothelens | @impattieboyd | @damagedsmile | @itsstusutcliffe | @sxurmilksea | @sonofthequietbeatle | @glitterybarbow

BASICS:

Name: Lisa-Marie Age: 25 Preferred pronouns: She / Her Sexuality: Hetero Zodiac sign: Libra

Three facts:

I had pneumonia when I was a toddler; almost killed me.

I have severe social anxiety, but because I avoid social situations as often as I can, panic attacks have reduced a lot over the years.

I am currently writing a novel, although at the moment, I’m in the process of editing before I hunt around for a publisher, if I don’t decide to self publish.

EXPERIENCE:

How long (months/years?): 11 / 12 years How’d you start: I used to roleplay on Myspace, but before that, there used to be a roleplaying board on VampireFreaks, which is also going way back because I don’t think the board exists anymore; the site does, though. I don’t frequent it these days, but I check in from time to time. Platforms you’ve used: Myspace, VampireFreaks, Bebo, Tumblr, MSN, Skype, Forums, Kik Worst experience: The fandoms here on tumblr, actually. They aren’t all a nightmare, but I find that the LotR fandom are very judgemental and ignorant. Best experience: Writing wise, the best experience has been on this account because there are so many fans of George and The Beatles that it’s easy to connect with all different kinds of people even if they aren’t roleplayers. I started a thing years ago where I allowed non-rpers to interact with him, & I pretty much keep that up. Because it’s fair? and I enjoy making people happy? I do that a lot here. I really do welcome everyone to talk to him in some way. So, it’s definitely been the best experience to have a George Harrison account and have gathered almost 4k people! I love all of you.

MUSE PREFERENCES:

Female or male: I interact with both? I never understand this question. It implies several things. Original or canon: I am open to interacting with either, though I do favour oc’s an awful lot because I live for how creative people can be and I enjoy getting to know characters I know nothing about, just for that thrill of falling in love with them. I have several oc’s myself and that also plays into why I really have fun writing with other oc’s; it’s difficult trying to get canons to acknowledge you, so I’m one who welcomes all the oc’s, and just everybody really. Favorite face: Aside from George? is that cheating to say him? okay, so, going off of the interactions on this account only so I’m not listing faces for days, I’ll say Dhani Harrison. Least favorite face: Yoko..? I don’t dislike the woman, really. Well, not a genuine dislike. I follow her and vice versa on twitter and she tweets so many inspirational things, so I can’t be mad at her, but I kind of am, in ways. Oh well. Multi or single: Either

WRITING PREFERENCES:

Fluff, angst or smut: There is a mix of everything and more on this account. Plots or memes: I used to have a great time plotting, especially with @impattieboyd, but I have been pretty fond of jumping straight into roleplayers using memes lately. I like the excitement of not really knowing where a plot is headed. Long or short replies: Both, but I do prefer novella style. Best time to write: I’ve never been strict with roleplaying times, so it’s just whenever for me. Are you like your muse: We have our similarities, of course. I think that played a huge part in why he fast became my favourite Beatle. There are so many qualities George has that others have told me I possess as well. But, I mean, there are differences as well. I don’t know, really. I would let others tell me if there are ways we are alike, or not. I’m smitten with him. There’s a feeling of connecting ?? I’ve never felt connected to any of my muses, before. I never connected to another soul that way, unless I am to include my ex. And they look alike, as well as having the same personality, ah, maybe that has a part to play in all of this.