#oops there actually only 30 because one was donnie darko that year

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31 of them here for the first year I dressed up as movie characters every day for the month of October.

Name ten female characters you like, you get zapped if it's jsut a male character you call a babygirl or other feminine nicknames because I can't see people calling Lestat coquette again

[yasugapped]

Tagged by @superjojolimon , considering how vague the “rules” are i have Rebelliously Interpreted the questions as changeable so i just like swerved whatever seemed 2 plain for my tastes. also a lot of these just seem repeated/too similar?

rules: answer 30 questions and tag 20 blogs you wanna get to know better

gender: female

star sign: sag rising, libra sun, taurus moon ;^)

height: 5′3″ but can and will kill you 

mood: a dimly lit image of a possum eating oreos. munchin crunchin havin a good night

favorite bands: death grips ..... i’d say more but i’ll let u all think on that one for awhile .... 

song stuck in my head: like. the ending credits to spongebob

favorite animal: trick question its All of Them.

last movie I watched: i watch NOTHING ......... i have. never watched shit or fuck in my entire life?? ?. .. i actually cant remember i Really dont watch movies, the only ones i really like are perks of being a wallflower, internal sunshine of the spotless mind, and donnie darko

last text u sent: ok i screenshot this picture of funny valentine and his stand like “couple goals” ... .. . .. .

when did I create my blog: i dont know or care but when i made it i hadnt even read part 8 ??? i literally was committing to yasugap before i even really knew what it was like ............ im such an authentic fan,.. also, the only other part i’ve read is 4, which i read solely because i saw a picture of josuke and loved him with my Life .. i literally only read it for josuke content and didnt care much (and still dont) for the real story of it. i enjoy part 8, story wise, way more but also i love josuke2.0 a lot and i just.. . love josuke And josuke bitch whathe thefculk1!!!

fear fear fear fear fear: i am extremely hesitant to invest in any potentially horrific or goretastic display because i have like. the worst paranoia. in january youtube kept playing when my sister and i fell asleep and when i woke up it was on a video of markiplier playing an scp game and it Shook me so much. i have literally never been the same. theres an scp thats just shadows on the wall and now i cant stop hyperfixating on the shadow on my bedroom door at night... it iis !! the worst!!!! bitch!!!! :^(

another strange fear is that, i sometimes get this extreme paranoia im not alone in the bathroom and i will typically pull back the shower curtain to make sure nothing’s hiding. i’ve also legitimately checked under my bed and in my closet, but the bathroom fear is a lot stronger than those for some reason.

last thing I googled: oh my god its “funny valentine” ... w-what a shock!! wh..o wouldve guessed. ... .. have i mentioned i havent read part 7,

sipp: i actually cannot live ... without coke ... uhm ..., i prefer coke entirely flat but also cold. i pour them out into a cup and set them in the fridge to fizz out. literally. also i cant stand ice in drinks. 

hmmm one of those uh GET THE BOOK NEAREST 2 U AND READ THE 69TH WORD OF THE 420TH PAGE: ok so this book is house of leaves. it is my favorite book and has been for a few years but i’ve never finished reading it ;^) 

i think the technical 69th word was ‘in,’ but here’s the whole lil paragraph there: “Near the centre, in crisp focus, squats Delial, bone dangling in her tawny almost inhuman fingers, her lips a crawl of insects, her eyes swollen with sand. Illness and hunger are on her but Death is still a few paces behind, perched on a rocky mound, talons fully extended, black eyes focused on Famine’s daughter.” this book has a writing style i extremely admire. it is filled with senseless, mindnumbing extents of detail and confusion, it feels almost like a modernized version of poe’s style???? also neat about this book is the looks - if you’re interested, try looking up just pages from house of leaves.

last thing u devoured viciously: we went 2 this mexican restaurant i’ve been to a bunch, i always get the same thing, but this time i got this taco salad. it was disappointing. like it literally wasnt good and i was upset, 

NAME???? i just realized this question isnt here like how are u going to get to know me without THIS ...: like,, i dabble a ton in original content & characters, and my ... sonas are always named maizzey starr, and “maizzey starr” is like my BRAND so i go by maizzey a lot but as far as my real literal name ITS KAMRYN !!!!!!! like im so unique and good ..... ... ... starts crying

password style: i have only had like four different passwords in my Life. this makes it supremely easy to figure one out on a really old account or website.... i dont understand people who ...... make up different passwords for everything,, i also never initially use capital letters unless prompted. i do use numbers in like one of them.

favorite colors: i usually like colder colors more than warm, but in general i prefer bright and colorful things. rainbow rainbow rainbow rainb

average sleeping hours: oh my god ........... this is wild. i don’t have any kind of sleeping schedule whatsoever. my schedule will do fucking FLIPS 3 times a week - i recently got melatonin gummies to try and get myself on a schedule but i legitimately think i have like a sleeping issue :^(

what am I wearing: d-dont ask questions u arent prepared 2 hear the answers to.............

dream u can remember: my last dream sequence went like this. i lurking forums for club penguin. people were discussing a penguin who was kin with napoleon. like kin as in the THIS IS ME not kin as in family. and other people - .. penguins....- were also starting to be napoleon kin and it was a trend and the original napoleon penguin was angry? this vision entirely dissolved and i was in my room at night, in my bed, and i looked over to my closet as an unknown, fleshy figure leaped for me. this is literally the most terrifying dream i’ve had in my entire life. oh my god

last meme u made: FUCK .... also this

how do u have pizza: I PREFER PEPPERONI ... im ok with plain cheese especially like when its cold??? i odnt like hot cheese pizza idk why ,, .. im not very adventurous with my pizza.... i really want a dessert pizza 

weirdest thing u’ve Actually put in ur mouth: nail polish...... i saw one of those my strange addiction episode with a girl who ate nail polish. i think i tried like three different colors - they burn slightly, the taste isn’t totally disgusting but its also not like.... appealing?? OMFEJFSDJJDGDHJFDJFDSGFD 

also one time i thought. we had a those huge bricks of baker’s chocolate BUT IT WAS WAX CUBES so ive tried cinnamon wax cubes too oops!!!!!!! i mean they tasted like cinnamon so..., .h-heh , , ,..kvkfkj

any pets: YES BITCH .  .,, . i have.. THREE (3) entire whole living dogs. and also ! three guinea pigs. i love dogs more than i love anything. .. ,, . .. . 

also im 2tired 2 tag so i mean u kno goodnight 

[neptunekiid]

hey, i really love your blog!! and i'm really curious about you so could you answer all of the questions.. i understand if you can't, thank you if you do!!!

awww thank you so much :) since i'm really bored sure but sorry to everyone that doesn't care because this will probs be long af0. height: 4 ft 10in, i know i'm really short but i kinda love being short 1. age: 17 2. show size: 5 in womens and i can't fit into men's shoes3. do you smoke?: no4. do you drink?: no 5. do you take drugs?: no6. age you get mistaken for: like 13 7. have tattoos?: yes, i have three! i have a message from my papa on my right arm in his handwriting, a yellow rose on my thigh and underneath i have "in bloom" in kurt cobain's handwriting8. want any tattoos?: yesssss i have so many more tattoos planned and i'm so excited for them 9. got any piercings?: i only have my ears and their stretched to a 4g and my septum. i actually have clear plugs in my ears rn and i think they're really cool 10. want any piercings?: i'm getting my medusa before my prom, i really love the look of constellation ears so i think i wanna start something like that and i want my nips done when i'm 1811. best friend?: dekotah (follow her, her blog is sea-ofsound and we have really similar blogs so if you like mine you'll like hers!) 12. relationhip status: it's really fuckin complicated 13. biggest turn ons: in general- humour, beards (man you have no fucking idea how much i love beards dude), women in suits (if i women is wearing a suit i will nut), tattoos and getting tattoos, kindness especially to children (if i see you being nice to a kid or like playing with a kid i will prolly fall in love), tall peoplesexually- HAIR PULLING, literally anything else that involves getting dominated *oops*14. biggest turn offs: if you're mean i fucking hate you15. favourite movie: ouuu let's right a list because i have soo many (probs missing a lot) rocky horror picture show, donnie darko, it, scream, the shining, get out, monsters inc, pulp fiction, corpse bride, my neighbour totoro, saw, mean girls, lilo and stitch, now and them, hot chick, edward sissorhands, probably a bunch more but these were the first that came to mind 16. i'll love you if...: you're funny, nice to kids, call me cute pet names 17. someone i miss: my papa 18. most traumatic experience: losing papa 19. a fact about your personality: i'm very easy to make laugh 20. what i hate most about myself: physically- acne personality- i make myself vulnerable a lot even if i know it's prolly a bad idea and i'm way too anxious and shy 21. what i love most about myself: physically- my tattoos, eyes and tits personality- i think i'm very kind and look out for those i care for 22. what i want to be when i get older: i don't really know yet (even though i'm in grade 12) i think i wanna be an elementary school teacher and go to university for a bachelor of arts in english 23. my relationship with my siblings: i have one sibling and were so close! he's like one of my best friends and i love him so much 24. my relationship with my parents: we have a good relationship now but a couple years ago we still had a pretty good relationship but there was a lot more problems 25. my idea of a perfect date: literally doing anything chill with a person i care about 26. my biggest pet peeves: rude people 27. a description of the girl/boy i like: funny and tall 28. a description of the person i dislike the most: idk if i have someone that i dislike the most i mean there are people i don't like... i mean actually trump nvm29. a reason you lied to a friend: i only lie to friends if it's not to hurt there feelings 30. what i hate most about work/school: my store closed so i don't have work rn and school just annoying people and math 31. what my last text message says: thank you 32. what words upset me the most: just slurs \33. what words make me feel best about myself: baby girl, babe, princess, names like that 34. what i find most attractive about women: literally everything!!!!!!! girls! are! beautiful!35. what i find attractive in men: literally everything!!!! boys! are! beautiful!36. where would i like to live: probs like vancover 37. one of my insecurities: that no one actually likes me 38. my childhood carer choice: kindergarten teacher 39. my favourite ice cream flavour: chocolate 40. who i wish i could be: i honestly don't know 41. where i want to be right now: my house (and i am) 42. the last thing i ate: a croissant43. sexiest person that comes to my mind: posty 44. a random fact about anything: the oldest guinea pig was 15

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Us

About a year and a half ago (July 2015), I came across a tumblr post about a website called fetlife. Being a curious cat, I decided to check it out. It’s a fetish website (obviously) where you can talk to people near you and who share similar fetishes as you. It was a bit much for me at first. Too many men were just throwing themselves at me and expecting me to me turned on by it? But it was a complete turn off to be honest. I wanted somebody who would take the time to get to know me. But I was also on a fetish website so I think I was asking for too much. After a week or so, I decided that fetlife wasn’t really my thing, so I stopped using it. A few days later I was checking my email and saw that I had a notification, so I went back on and checked. I found a message from some guy. His profile picture was interesting. It was just his beard/mouth area. Made me want to see more. He asked me if I’ve ever don’t anything naughty in public. I debated on answering, but decided I would. I thought we’d chat back and forth a few times and be done with it, but that wasn’t the case.

He told me that he had went to Mad Decent Block Party that weekend, and I quickly found out we shared a similar music taste, so we kept talking for a bit. We exchanged kik names for a little and talked on there. After a bit of talking, we decided to meet. We scheduled a meet up one day, but things happened and we couldn’t. We then scheduled a Starbucks date for one night, and it happened. We met at a Starbucks near me and he bought me my favorite tea. We then decided to go hangout at the beach. I started directing him where to go, but then about 10 minutes later, I realized I told him to go the wrong way. I was so embarrassed. I looked like a total dork. He just laughed about it and turned on his gps and headed to a different beach. We got to the beach and went and sat on the lifeguard stand. We started getting a bit touchy and some stuff happened. After that, we left and he brought me back to Starbucks, and I went home. That night was when I realized I liked him. We fit together perfectly. We clicked.

After that, we started talking on the phone all the time and texting all day. It was so nice. However, there was one thing he didn’t know. I was 17. On the fetish website, it had said that I was 18…so he thought I was. I felt terrible lying to him, but I knew if I told him, then he wouldn’t talk to me anymore. Looking back, this was a horrible mistake and it could have potentially been bad. I regret it so much, but I do not regret that it allowed me to be with him. Other than that (minor) inconveniece (haha see what I did there), everything was perfect. The next weekend, I went to his place. He made me sit there while he did a bit of work, but I didn’t mind. I played with a tape measure and annoyed him for a bit. We started watching Donnie Darko, but we were both so into each other that it took us 3 attempts to watch the whole movie. One of us would always get a little sidetracked and start touching the other (I was usually the one who started the touching, oops).

We had our good times, we had our really good times, but we also had our bad. He never liked it when I drank. I tend to be a bit excessive with that, and obviously it isn’t good for me. I know he just cared about me, but it was a bit much. I felt suffocated. I of course wanted to tell him how my nights went, but starting off my story with “I drank half a bottle of fireball to myself” didn’t quite sit well with him (don’t blame him). It was hard. A few times I blacked out while out with some friends and didn’t text him until late the next morning. He was furious. It was hard. I understand blacking out and drinking that much isn’t good for you, but I am a teenager, let me have my time. Since he is a bit older, he doesn’t go out and do that anymore, but I know he has. When he was the same age as me, even younger, he did the exact same thing. So how can you tell me not to. I get that he wasn’t going to encourage me to go out and get super drunk, but shaming me for it wasn’t the right choice.

Our relationship continued for a while. In about October of 2015, I knew I had to start thinking about college. It was stressful. He thought I was 18 and already in college, but I wasn’t. It sucked not being able to share this part of my life with him. He didn’t get to see my prom pictures, senior week outfits, graduation, all that stuff. College applications were the most difficult part for me. I knew I was going to have to leave him. The one guy I really liked, I would have to leave. The college I wanted to go to wasn’t just a 30 minute drive, it was a 3 hour drive. Around the same time, he told me about a job position he was looking at…in Miami. We lived about 20 minutes from each other. With him in Miami, we would live about an hour and 20 minutes from each other. With me in Orlando…about 4 hours. When he told me about the job, my heart stopped beating and fell into my stomach. What could I say? I had to just shut up and be happy for him. As much as it was going to hurt, it was his life and if it made him happy, that was all that mattered. I cared about him so much and I couldn’t say anything to bring him down. He was so happy with this job. He wanted it so bad and was so excited, so being a good girlfriend, I encouraged him. I made him a pro and con list of why he should take the job. the only real con was being away from me (which I put on the list about 4 times), but there were so many good things that were going to come out of moving to Miami and taking this job.

Around March was when he finally went for the job interview and all that stuff. For a while, he would commute to and from Miami everyday, until he moved there. I could already tell things would be different. Our phone calls weren’t the same. He would be so distracted that he was never really there. He would play around on his work laptop instead of talking to me. He wouldn’t be doing work, just looking up some stuff, but I came second. Since he had such a long drive, he would get home a bit late and be tired. So once he got home, he would either eat and go to bed, or watch TV and go to bed, so it left no time for us to talk. It was work 24/7 and no time for me. Being a very understanding person, I got it. I knew he was trying to learn things and fit in, I knew he was tired and just wanted to sleep, I knew he wanted some time for himself. But being a girlfriend, it hurt. He chose work over me. He chose watching a TV show over me. He chose everything over me. I came second to him and that really sucked. I felt like I was losing him.

Around end of May/start of June, he made the move to Miami. That was the last time I saw him for a while. I left for college at the end of June. It sucked. Even though I didn’t see him after he moved, just knowing I was going to be farther away was hard. We still talked on the phone and texted and such, but it wasn’t the same. We were constantly fighting over the stupidest things. Sometimes I would get mad at him and later realize I just missed him so much and I was taking that out on him as anger. During one of our fights, I was sitting on a bench outside crying, and I realized i really fucking loved him. Through everything else I was feeling, I loved him. He was my first love. I have never given that to anybody in my life. Nobody deserved it. But him, he deserved it. But I never told him because I didn’t think he felt the same way about me. He was always a lot more open with his feelings, so I thought if he loved me, he’d tell me. I was afraid of the one person I loved not loving me back.

A little bit later during the summer, things started going south. I felt so alone and I was hurting and I met somebody else. I didn’t feel any emotional connection to him. It was just sex for me. I don’t know why I did it. It was the worst decision I have ever made in my life. Nobody ever deserves to be cheated on. Ever. It was hard having your boyfriend so far away. I was meeting so many new people, guys included, and it was just hard. Not saying that my actions were justified in anyway, but it was difficult. I went home for 2 weeks between summer and fall semester and was hoping to see my boyfriend, but that didn’t happen. We were still about an hour and some change from each other andit just didn’t end up working out.

Fall semester started and it was just all the same thing. I continued hooking up with the other guy, but my heart was always with my boyfriend. He was going to come visit me one weekend, but it so happened that my sister and her best friend came up to see me that weekend, so it didn’t work out. So he came a few weekends later. I had the best time ever. It was the first time we actually did anything together. In a year and a bit, it was the first time we actually went somewhere as a couple and did something. We went to this really good food place and I had bao buns for the first time and became obsessed. I always want to go back. It’s our little spot. Then we went to a park area and walked around. It was super cute and pretty. There was a big lake and a bunch of swans, and the sunset was so pretty. Later that night we went to a comedy show downtown and then did dinner after. It was nice. I was so happy. It really made me rethink a lot of things. The next day we went to breakfast and then to this botanical garden and walked around and looked at all the pretty flowers and plants. It was nice. I loved holding his hand and walking around with him. He took me home that day. I was so sad. I didn’t know when I was going to see him after that. I didn’t want him to leave. It was the first time I had seen him in about 4 months.

After seeing him, I held onto the hope of things getting better, but they didn’t. I would cry and cry everynight over it. I wanted him back. I wanted us back, but nothing was the same. The guy I was hooking up with told me he loved me, so I knew I needed to end that. He deserved somebody who would love him back, and I knew that wasn’t going to be me. I started distancing myself from him, but he would call me crying because of something, and ask to come over. While this was happening, I also met another guy. We use to be friends because of a mutual friend a little while back, but never really talked often. He texted me one day asking if I wanted to grab dinner so we could catch up since we both went to the same school now. We went and got dinner and just talked a bit and it was nice. He invited me to a small concert with him the next weekend, so I went.I told my boyfriend that another friend of mine was going with us, but that wasn’t true. I didn’t expect to start liking this guy. He was cool, but not my type. He posted a picture on social media the next day, and that was when everything went to shit. I didn’t exactly realize it at the time, but I had been talking to three guys at once. I hit an all time low. I never meant for anything like this to happen. I did not want to hurt anybody, especially somebody I loved so much. I was miserable and I deserved it. The first guy I was hooking up with started calling me a whore all over social media. His friends were messaging me telling me to kill myself and I was a slut and all that nice stuff. My boyfriend didn’t really say much to me. I was expecting a lot from him, but he just stopped talking to me. The second guy called me and asked me what was going on. I couldn’t even talk for how much I was crying. He picked me up and brought me to his place where we talked about it. He wasn’t telling me it was ok, but he was there for me and telling me what I needed to hear. He told me I should start counseling, and that was the greatest advice I have ever received. I know I hurt all 3 of them, my boyfriend the most, but I was hurt with how he ended it. He didn’t even try talking to me. He just left. After everything we had been through, he was gone. When I needed him the most, he was gone. God it fucking hurt. I thought we were done. I didn’t think he wanted anything to do with me anymore. I didn’t try reaching out to him because I didn’t really think he wanted it. I started hanging out with the third guy for a bit after this and started having feelings for him. I didn’t think he was my type, but he was something new and I gave it a chance.

A few days later, my boyfriend (ex) and I talked. He wanted me to choose between the two of them, and that wasn’t something I could do. He wanted me to tell my mom and all my friends about us at that moment and it was all too much for me. I didn’t know what I wanted. I was confused. I didn’t know who I was. I wasn’t mmyself. My ex and I decided to go to a music festival together since we had been planning it for so long. I was going to just pay him back for the ticket, but I knew he wanted this very bad, so I wanted to make him happy and go with him. It was fun. I was having some bad anxiety issues so it was hard for me to breathe, but I didn’t want him to worry so I tried to play it off like I was ok. It was honestly amazing. Seeing our favorite dj together was so bittersweet. I feel like I can’t listen to him anymore without crying because I just think of my ex. But it was magical. We got breakfast at the cutest spot it wasso nice. I didn’t want him to leave. I knew this was going to be the last time I saw him.

Some time went by and I got into a relationship with the other guy. He made me happy. I started getting better. It was nice being able to go out and do stuff with your significant other. But I still had my ex on my mind. I loved him. How could I not think about him. I started drunk calling him all the time. He didn’t like it, but I couldn’t help myself. I needed to hear his voice, and I was drunk so I couldn’t rationalize the thought and tell myself not to. It became almost a weekly thing. I could tell he was getting angry with me, and one night just blew up. I deleted his number after that point. He obviosuly didn’t want anything to do with me, and I was only making it harder on him. A few weeks ago I posted something oon this account and he read it and messaged me and we started talking. We would talk all night long. We would facetime for hours straight. It felt so fucking good. I wish our relationship was always like that. I feel like he tries harder when it’s too late and that sucks.

I felt like as great as our relationship was, we were never both in it 100% after a few months. Looking back, it felt like one person was putting in more effort than the other. For the first few months, everything was fine and dandy. When he got his new job, I felt like I was chasing after him. When I moved away, he was chasing after me. After we broke up, it was a bit bath and forth. At first he was chasing after me, and then I was chasing after him. Then he told me to stop calling him, but then he started talking to me again. Then I was the one always asking to talk on the phone and Facetime. And then he was the one who said he was done with all that.

This is as far as I got for tonight. I might edit it and add more, but for now I think I’ll just post this.