#rottenpudding

ren: 

As someone who just /fucking loves/ anime. I am pretty much a weeb -- I have art taped up to my walls, I have plushies galore, I TOOK JAPANESE AS MY LANGUAGE IN HIGH SCHOOL.

But something I have over this manchild is maturity and basic human decency.

I have not watched /the/ video or any of its weird bootlegged versions here. I don’t even know this fucking manchild! But, I have just watched a converged clip of other short vlogs he took in Japan, and I am fucking incensed.

Who the fuck pulls down their pants in a busy street? Who disrespects police officers? THE BREAD WAS FAKE WHY WOULD YOU TAKE IT?

I just came back from my own dream trip to Japan, and this behavior just sickens me to my core.

It’s one thing...to be a part of a brand, to be creating content because that is the role you’ve created for yourself. But if your brand is to purposefully do BAD things, then maybe there’s that idea that ugh, your branding SUCKS.

Yes, he’s a youtuber, and great, he’s got a bunch of followers that are just as manchild as he -- but --

I’M TRYING TO ELOQUENT BUT I CANT. ITS AN EMOTIONAL RANT AND AS MUCH AS I WANT TO LOGIC IT OUT I CANT.

He’s disrespectful, fucking stupid, and have you no public deceny or SHAME in any of your fucking actions? How can someone be raised to have no fucking decency like this? Y

YES I did stupid shit like this when i was YOUNGER because i was with friends and we were at like, disneyland or i was out with friends in apublic place, but he is OVER 21 you should have had some typ eof expereinces wher eyou realize its not right to act like that in public anymore, please grow the fuck up

i get so mad at the fact i’m addicted to fanfction -- especially slash fiction b/c i just feel now i have this expectation of being romanced and how relationships work and maybe this was why my last relationship failed -- i had too high of expectations. and who is ever going to date/marry me once they find out i love the hell out of the kinky fanfiction i read and wish had them done to me maybe once

also all the guy/guy butt sex? 

For once you know, I’d like to have a year free of shit drama that could’ve been avoided.  This time around, there was a condom wrapper underneath my apartment mate’s couch.  I was basically confronted as soon as I got home whether or not that was my condom wrapper. First answer out of my mouth is, “No.” because I do not have sex in public spaces much less in a shared apartment. If it was my own apartment and like lived there by myself and none of the furniture was to be returned to people, I would do whatever the fuck I wanted on the furniture, like sit my half naked ass down on the couch or whatever.  But then I remember that I drag the mattress out to the living room to sleep whenever my boyfriend sleeps over and more than likely there were goddammed candy wrappers (I mean condom but like they’re like candy wrappers get fucking everywhere) stuck to it and possibly another reason why its there.  BUTANYWAY, after a brief pause I say, “Wait, no that might be me and boyf’s. It probably got there by accident.”and Itake it and throw it away, end of story.  3 days later I notice all the couch pillow covers are missing and there’s a note saying that all the covers ahve been taken home to wash plz don’t sit on the couch.

LIke, I’d been wondering if I should post it here ‘kuz I forgot if these people were following me on Tumblr, but like fuck it y’know? 

I may portray myself to be class clown, a ditzy asian girl, but hell...I’m still fucking aware of the world and people y’know? I can read your fucking body language, I can hear y’all and I can sure as hell read signs. I may be dense, but y’all are practically fucking making a sign the size of Taipei 101 and shoving it up my ass. I notice that. 

If y’all don’t want to be my friend anymore, instead of this pathetic passive-aggressive shit y’all swore to be your pet peeve, why don’t you just come up to me (and holy shit) TELL ME that my personality and attitude doesn’t rub you in the right way and you don’t want to spend time with me. (Oh gosh, so hard!) I mean, granted y’all waited until the end of the school year but seriously the last 3 weeks were complete shit and I was wondering if you’d notice all the shit talk that you guys throw around are actually painting a picture of yourselves? I mean y’all don’t like passive-aggressive shit, y’all hate people who think they are holier than thou, and shit....I can’t believe I followed you guys around all year. I wasted so many friendships to try to be your friend. Fuck that. 

I’m a shitty person, and I’ve treated people really shitty over the school year and I want to make up for that, but in some cases i don’t really deserve their forgiveness. Because, I was so caught up in being friends with y’all I didn’t realize I turned into the one person type that I vowed never to become. The “in-clique” where I determine who’s good and bad. I mean, how fucked up is that? 

Y’all want to be obvious about abolishing this friendship, fine. Go to Disneyland with the whole group and have me find out I missed the invite through snapchat. Fine, go tell me y’all are going to the 21+ clubs and have me see through instagram and snapchat y’all bought store bought alcohol and partying it up at a campus apartment. FINE, physically move away when I sit down because y’all don’t wanna associate with me. FINE, you can close the circle really obviously and have me be that awkwardly placed friend outside the circle. Fine, don’t say anything to me when we’re sitting ALONE in a room. Hope you comfortable that we have this weird oppressive silence around us.

My boyfriend tells me I’m too kind and nice for my own good, and he’s saying everything my mom has told me ever since hitting junior high and for once in my fucking life i can see where they’re coming from. You guys have been a poison in my life, and you may seem really fucking nice and like the best people to hang out with, but all this whiplash from days I’m super close to y’all and not is depressing. I’ll send you texts maybe after the summer when you guys won’t text me (surprise surprise I already knew this would happen) and tell you this to your faces. It’ll be hard as fuck to get along because we’re in the same tiny ass major and we’re all involved in the same project that’ll have us working together in close quarters for most of the year, but really, I don’t feel like I’m the one cutting ties. You guys did that already. I’m just cutting that last line that I’d been clinging to these past weeks. 

(Really though, this should’ve been obvious from the get go...when we had that sleepover and I was the only one sleeping on the ground without any cushioning.) 

Deuces bitches.