I’m not proud to admit this but I used to be an internet troll. I would get the biggest fucking high off of finding people with ridiculous viewpoints and pretending to agree with them so they would say ridiculous things. At one point I even started up a fake livejournal account for a girl named Ana_Mal, the pro-anorexic goth vegan wiccan cutter furry. She works at Petsmart and doesn’t like people judging her. It’s been a while since I’ve recycled any old blogs so here’s one of her posts.
| happy birthday fatty. | [May. 30th, 2006|01:18 pm] |
| today is my birthday… i didn’t want to make a big deal of it but all my coworkers at petsmart kept wishing me a “happy birthday” and even bought cupcakes… they brought me into the breakroom and sang happy birthday and actually wanted me to eat one of the cupcakes! i told them i was vegan and couldn’t eat the cupcakes (not that i’d eat cupcakes anyway)… everybody just gave me that judging look that i’m so used to when i tell people i’m vegan… i just wanted to crawl into a hole and die…
so i haven’t cut myself in 10 days but this was just too much so i thought i’d do a quickie in the bathroom… the problem is that i didn’t have any razors on me so i swiped a cat brush from a display and raked it across my thigh but it didn’t really bleed as much as it just looked red and irritated… here’s a poem i wrote- open… naked… |
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It was fun but started to get a little too real when girls started instant messaging me for “thinspirations”.
But, the pain is real! Stop JUDGING ME!
You’d also have to post pictures if you in your underwear, then complain when guys tell you how hot you look and that you’re being objectified, then you need hugs, because you’re lonely, but you can’t stand to have anyone touch you, but people should buy you stuff from your Amazon wish list, just cuz.
I actually did make an amazon wish list for her using my primary email address and forgot about it. About 6 months later I get an email that says “Ana! Here’s some suggestions for your wishlist!”.
Nobody bought me anything 🙁
You have a sickness. You should probably cut the heads off of your stuffed animals.