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


1 comment:

  1. Dear Blythe or Ross or whatever you prefer to be called,
    Don't listen to them. I doubt your really as bad as they say. You're right. No one deserves the pain. If you need someone to talk to, PM me at any time <3

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