Wednesday, November 14, 2012

Pokemon #4(?)


How could this happen to me?
I've made my mistakes...
Got nowhere to run
The night goes on...
As I'm fading away..
I'm sick of this life!
I just wanna scream!!!!
How could this happen to me?


                          Ah, yes. How unique. I'll be updating the blog a lot more now.
I had a lot of stuff going on so... I couldn't really do anything with it. Just kinda sititng there. Don't worry though, I'll always be here! Good ol' faithful me!

:) 


Just letting you guys know I'm alive. I'll post something interesting soon! I promise! <3

Forever faithful~

--Astridskye//Blythe_Ross.Anderson

Saturday, November 3, 2012

Why I go by Ross: Revealed

Yes. Instead of my first name I go by my middle name. Ross. It seems so strange, so foreign. An unfitting name for a Jane Doe like myself. Simple dirty blonde hair. Natural of course. Gray blue eyes that rival the color of a stormy day. Slightly short, at a nice 5'3". Average body, nothing exceedingly special. Well, unless you could count my slightly-larger-than-average breasts. A nice smile, and a good heart. Simple. Sweet. Me.

Or at least, I wish I was.

Other people would laugh if you described me this way. It might even bring a tear to their eye. I hope it makes their day, or makes them laugh.

I can't seem to walk down the main halls lately. Not without their eyes, boring into my back. Some people see me just another kid, trying to get to their first class of the day. Others, see 'her' walking. That one girl, whom no one wants to associate with. I guess that they assume it's a sin to know me. Whatever their excuse to hate me is, there's always one.

I don't mean to sound like a pitied fool, please. Spare me. For the most part I'm posting this to vent. Also, I'm not pulling any Amanda Todd or whomever shit. I'd just rather tell the blog my troubles than waste someone's time.

Almost all of the people who say these things have never met me, and on most occasions never seen me. The stories though, they stick with people. No one ever treats me the same after they hear them. Regardless if they were fake or the truth.

It would take up your day, and incriminate people if I were to name names. Unlike all these people, I have no grudges against any of them.

I mean, hey! I brought this upon myself.


By now, I'm sure you're wondering why all those people seem to detest me.


"She's such a whore!"

"I bet she's on her way to her 7 o'clock blow!"

"Think she's had sex.... Today?"

"Ew, I bet her vagina looks like a elephants!"

"Someone call the police, 'cause the zoo's lost One of their animals ... Well, she fucks like one!"

"Damn, look! It's the cumslut!"

"Fucking Popsicle"

"Geeze, Ross needs to be at her brothel instead of school. She's just gonna become a Prostitute later on... If she isn't already one."

"Holy fuck! You're dating cumslut! Don't fuck her, I heard she has too many Std's to count!!"

"She can't count how many people she's blown."

"What a fucking idiot. I hope she drops dead. ... Lol! You're right, AIDs will get her soon!"


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... So, this is why they think this.

To answer some questions...

[1]. "Are you a virgin?"

- Yes.

[2]. "Have you blown a guy?"

- Yes.

[3]. "Can you count how many guys you've blown?"

-Yes

[4]. "How many guys have you dated? Hah! I bet you can't count them all!"

- Actually, I can count how many.

Six.
I might have had a few little flings lasting a week or less.

But seriously dated?

Six guys.

[5]. "Are you a Prostitue??"

-Of course not!!

[6]. "What are all your nicknames?"

- Cumslut, cumsdumpster, Popsicle, slut, whore, and D!ckLuverr69.

[7]. "Do you think you deserve all this abuse?"

- I may have brought it upon myself, but no one deserves this pain.


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I love myself. I love me.

[X] "Friends"
[X] Ex-Boyfriends
[ ] Non-immediate family.
[X] Mother
[X] Father
[X] Brother
[X] Total strangers
[ ] Current boyfriend
[X] Neighbors


The ones marked "X" believe I'm a Slut. That's right. Two.

Two.

I'm just a geeky little Freshman on the East Coast. Your words hurt, but they make me stronger.

So I want to thank you all, for making me a better person every day.

I feel sorry, that you have to make yourself feel better by dragging someone else down.

Ross is the 'her'. Not Blythe. Not me. No, Ross is the monster, the whore.

Not.

Me.
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Timmy.
He's the unmarked box.

Obviously, my boyfriend.

I jumped into his arms without knowing what I was gonna get myself into.

Thank. GOD I did!
He... He is good to me. He actually is interested in what I'm in.
I'll write you a personal blog post later Timmy<3

Geek X Nerd

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So, this isn't a Pokemon post 'cause it's too personal.

~~Astridskye// B.Ross.Anderson


Sunday, October 14, 2012

Particles Test!



For all those people that might check the blog time to time that ACTUALLY play Feral Hearts, I have a little video for you.

Anyone who doesn't play, you can pretty much disregard this post.



If Santana's amazing guitar doesn't persuade you to download the fairy particle for your map, I don't know what WILL. 

The download for the particles can be found here: 




Thank you Glave!!! <3 

~Astridskye/SkyeFang/B.R.A


Saturday, October 13, 2012

Pokemon#1



My Face When...

I learned my friend's are teaching me how to dance.

Okay, this is a little different from the posts that I usually do. This may or may not turn into a weekly thing for the blog. If it does, I'll let you know. It'll be like... My weekly rant? Yeah. I'll keep you posted

ANYWHORE.

So, my friend Sensei(You'll understand why her fake name is sensei in a minute or two) was like "Hey! I'm gonna talk in an urban voice brah!" My initial response was this:

._. NIEN!

So, we argued for a few minutes and we came to an agreement:

If I dance with her at school on Monday, she won't talk in an Urban voice. At that point I was kind of like: 


Of course, then I remembered the awful fact that no matter how hard I tried...I can never dance.
No popping.
No samba.
Tango.
Freestyle.
Booty Dancing.

Absolutely NONE of that... None.

None.

Of course, she's not gonna give up on the thought of teaching me how to dance. I don't have anything against people teaching me how to dance, but I started to decline a little bit 'cause I know they'll fail. 

What did Sensei do? 

Got JESS involved. 

Now, if you read the post about 'My boyfriend can move his hips better than me.' 

Yeah... that was about  Jess

So, now I'm just kinda screwed. 

So, sensei. If you happen to read this...

x_x 

Good
Luck!

~ Astridskye/B.R.A

Friday, October 12, 2012

Richard Donut



Hello! Astridskye here. SkyeFang was gracious to lend me another picture of her newest character.

His name is actually Falconpaw...

HOWEVER. 

At least for the Blog's sake, his name is Richard Donut.



Now, Richard Donut is a pretty good friend of mine. :) I won't disclose his real name, as I never do. He's an old friend of my boyfriend Jesse. He's a homosexual, and if you saw him you'd know it in an instant. This label doesn't define him though. No, he's so much more than that. Richard is kind, sweet and in a word? Awesome. Tall, long hair. Fragile frame but surprisingly strong. ( He could pick me up. -_- ) While he might come across as a flamer /which he is <3/ he is a really good guy. I can't wait for him to find Mr. Right!!! Whoever he is will be like, the luckiest guy ever.


Loveeee yoouuuuu!!!

~Astridskye/B.R.A.

Twin, yeah.





Twin!

Thursday, October 11, 2012

New video My lovelies!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-FnmjazTips&feature=plcp

Hello! ^_^ Here's my newest video on Youtube.

It's sad, but I like how it came out.
Here are some screenies from the video~



Night everyone!~