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May. 9th, 2006 08:01 pmSo you know? When I look at a character or a shipping...
- I never judge from the fangirls
- I never judge from a character's/ship's popularity
- I never judge from fandom/fanfiction suckiness
- I do judge from what I think of him/her/them in the game
So if I say I don't like a couple or something, and you say, "Don't worry, at least the fanfics are good!", let's hope you get out alive with less than a broken neck. Guess what? Chances are I know the stories, I know the rhymes--sure, they're wonderful. But the ship itself still does nothing for me.
Yes, I'm fully aware that for what I do support, the drooling fangirls and garbage trip me to the dirt and laugh. You don't need to tell me. I don't need any fingers pointing at me, heads nodding in affirmative "sad truth", and be all "I told you so", like I deserved it for following a "puny" "immature" following. Again. You don't need to tell me. I'm not ignorant and stupid like you think I am. If you think I'm going to leave a character, ship, or a fandom because of a crummy fanbase, prepare for the screeching and hair-pulling. You see, I have something called a "Me" fandom.
( Just What is a 'Me' Fandom? )
Sounds like a selfish thing. But then, people often thing it's selfish to want to be alone in general anyway. So fuck that.
There's only ten kajillion more things I have in mind, but the Internet melted my brain again, trying to cheer myself up. I dunno. Among that, I want school to end. All that happens when I go is more stress and a constant reminder of everything that bothers me that's only worse 'cause the only way I can fix 'em is to go online.
(1 + 1 = 3
3 - 1 = 2
Now it's me and you
You are like Pikachu,
Small but strong
The bravest of us...)
4 AM, I watch you sleep
I pray to god your soul to keep
You're sound asleep, but I feel pain
You win my thoughts, you're in my head again
I wonder what you dream, when you dream
Do you feel what I feel?
My head is numb, my eyes are red
My soul is weak, my heart's like lead
But you make it go away
Because you're real
Because you're clean
Because you're clean
My head is numb, my eyes are red
My soul is weak, my heart's like lead
But you make it go away
Because you're real
Because you're clean
Because you're clean
- I never judge from the fangirls
- I never judge from a character's/ship's popularity
- I never judge from fandom/fanfiction suckiness
- I do judge from what I think of him/her/them in the game
So if I say I don't like a couple or something, and you say, "Don't worry, at least the fanfics are good!", let's hope you get out alive with less than a broken neck. Guess what? Chances are I know the stories, I know the rhymes--sure, they're wonderful. But the ship itself still does nothing for me.
Yes, I'm fully aware that for what I do support, the drooling fangirls and garbage trip me to the dirt and laugh. You don't need to tell me. I don't need any fingers pointing at me, heads nodding in affirmative "sad truth", and be all "I told you so", like I deserved it for following a "puny" "immature" following. Again. You don't need to tell me. I'm not ignorant and stupid like you think I am. If you think I'm going to leave a character, ship, or a fandom because of a crummy fanbase, prepare for the screeching and hair-pulling. You see, I have something called a "Me" fandom.
( Just What is a 'Me' Fandom? )
Sounds like a selfish thing. But then, people often thing it's selfish to want to be alone in general anyway. So fuck that.
There's only ten kajillion more things I have in mind, but the Internet melted my brain again, trying to cheer myself up. I dunno. Among that, I want school to end. All that happens when I go is more stress and a constant reminder of everything that bothers me that's only worse 'cause the only way I can fix 'em is to go online.
(1 + 1 = 3
3 - 1 = 2
Now it's me and you
You are like Pikachu,
Small but strong
The bravest of us...)
4 AM, I watch you sleep
I pray to god your soul to keep
You're sound asleep, but I feel pain
You win my thoughts, you're in my head again
I wonder what you dream, when you dream
Do you feel what I feel?
My head is numb, my eyes are red
My soul is weak, my heart's like lead
But you make it go away
Because you're real
Because you're clean
Because you're clean
My head is numb, my eyes are red
My soul is weak, my heart's like lead
But you make it go away
Because you're real
Because you're clean
Because you're clean
