#kinda manic pixie dream girl ish tho

[writterings]

ngl the fight club book was a lot more...real? than the movie? like more grounded. which honestly made it feel MORE "unhinged" or whatever fincher was going for. like it's the difference of something trying to be weird (the movie) versus something just naturally being weird (the book). like people on tiktok forcing themselves to be weird by dancing when they get their food while people on here have actually stolen bones.

[challahbread]

OKAY because it's insane and i will be giving live updates going forward (i cannot help my Blogger's Temperament) here is the account of my Situation to this point. i was gonna autobio comic-journal it but drawing is way too hard.

so because i am a cringe failwoman leeching off family who cannot find a job and is too sucky to try that hard, the other day i decided to read in the park of the ~cool~ neighborhood i usually loiter in as an excuse to get out of the house. i am sitting there reading alone w my ice cofy and i notice a guy also sitting alone near me, he doesn't look TOO unnatractive and he's my age-ish and actually funnily, not to lift the veil too much into my Real life but he kinda looks like humanstuck of the love interest in this comic i made (where the protag was obviously a self insert) (however also funnily in the followup i will never write i was gonna break them up and have protag go back to her highschool gf because i no longer found the love interest i made that appealing LOL). ANYWAYS im like ok.... experimentally takes cigs out... and bam bait hooked he comes over and asks to bum and we start talking. he's a musician and writer, he's very offline, stoner (obvs), we both write emo menthol illneth shit so we show each other (mine is better tho i'm not even gonna pretend w u guys)... yknow on paper its checkmark after checkmark on the traits i like list but in my actual emotions i got that fluoride stare. anyways he says he has to go and we give each other our numbers and as he's leaving he turns around and says "by the way,!! you're cute!" and i say "you too..!" wow perfect meetcute. i guess. sidenote i cant stop thinkingh how funny it is that i was literally ~dark mysterious troubled beauty reading kafka alone in the park~ like i got this manic pixie dream girl shit FINESSED.

ok act two. i go into a store and eventually later as i'm heading home i run into him again, i'm like "haha i thought you were leaving!" and he's like "i was but i went back to find you again..." once again romantic on paper, MILD POLICE SIRENS IRL, but whatever we hang out a bit more and i show him some places i like in the area (including the comic store which has my aforementioned comic in stock w the characters we look like hugging on the cover ^^;) at some point he says "you have pretty eyes" and i go "ahAHAHA THANKS,,," while autistically avoiding eye contact. anyways now the tumblrinas are caught up bc after that is the overly affectionate texts and then asking a girl you met Once out. "but challah thee bread if every alarm in your body is going off why are you still doing this" A) because i'm in too deep and can't cleanly back out and more importantly B) because i want to have sex. next question!!