Mini-Survey in Random Public Stuffs
- Aug. 30, 2018, 12:32 p.m.
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Swiped from Park Row Fallout.
How did you decide your Prosebox name?
I came over from OD so this name has followed me. While I had my free subscription, I wrote an entry to keep my name there as well.
The name came from constant messages from people that couldn’t believe I was truly “innocent” in many things in life. They all thought that I was very “experienced” in the ways of the world.
Thus, “DevilishlyInnocent” was born. Apparently, I can switch it up. One of my peeps wrote me into one of his poems and the description was pretty accurate. I just can’t find it now. The only line I can remember is “mixture of virtue and vice”, which is fucking spot on.
What is your favourite drink?
Non-alcoholic? Iced tea.
Alcoholic? I tend to favor Miller Lite.
Who is the person you tell your deepest darkest secrets?
I don’t have many. A couple things that NO ONE knows. Other than those couple things, I don’t hide my shit.
Your first pet as an adult?
Nada. I have “step-furbabies”, but can hand them back when I am done with them. I only do fun stuff. I will give them water and treats, but that’s as far as my responsibility goes. I will play with them, but when it comes to food, litter and cleaning for the cats, and walking the dogs? Nope. I don’t even allow the animals in my room when I stay in the city. I will not vacuum up the hair, nor will I allow anything to be shredded and/or destroyed. They keep their animals out there.
Where did you first meet that one person, (you know who I’m talking about!)?
Hmm. No one comes to mind when I read this. I suppose its because I don’t hide people in my life much? I don’t have any sort of “rush” when I read this question.
What was your last massive blunder?
Since I have been staying home, I have been “blunder-free”.
Name a singer/musician that stirs your soul?
Sia. Old-school Mariah Carey.
Who really wrecked some portion of your life?
My childhood from 10-14 was destroyed by the male who sexually assaulted me.
Who made you happiest?
Andrew. My three offspring.
Fiction or nonfiction?
Fiction. I get enough “real-life” in my own life.
Have you ever had a paranormal experience?
Its only “paranormal” to religious folk or skeptics. Its spiritual to me. I have had many. To believe we are the only “intelligent” (Snickers) species in only THIS Universe on JUST this timeline is absolutely fucking stupid. But, typical human trait.
Is there life after death?
For people to believe that, wouldn’t they have had to live BEFORE? People die when they are beaten down to live within a system that discourages anything but order and routine. So their body still “lives”, but their heart and soul are already dead.
But for myself and the few others that truly experience this life, I truly believe there is.
Gilraent ⋅ August 30, 2018
Good answers!
And this has nothing to do with the survey, but wanted to copy/paste what happened at the evil entity house this past Monday. Oh, and I also knew they were getting a new couch. I was driving, signing Duran and said "huh. They're getting a new couch!" walked in, and the old couch was gong. I told the husband that I knew they were getting a new on. He asked if his wife sent me a text saying so. Showed him my phone. Nope no texts, Just a thought that popped in my head.
lol so he hunts his wife down (this whole family is gifted in one way or another) to tell her what happened with me and the couch.
It's really sad that shit like that doesn't happen when it comes to the lottery!
Oh! This is what I told my friend that used to live in that dark and heavy house addition.
Hey! forgot to mention the odd thing that happened when I was at your parents house the other day. Everything was fine. Didn't feel any "body" . it was nice and calm.
For some reason your mom and sister went to the other side. Something dark came into your parents side.
Couldn't see it, but omg did it affect me. I got super evil angry, like I wanted to kill someone. It was bad. I threw down my vacuum went outside, and lit up a cig. So lucky it was windy that day because I was able to take .. well I call it a wind bath. Stood there and just let the wind wash me. And I had to mentally scrape the crap off of me, too. It seriously turned my thoughts black. That hasn't happened to me since I was a child. It let out a nice evil laugh as it left me. Not sure where it went from there, though. Figured I better let you know. and I promise to bring the stuff to make the tar water next week.
And forgive me if I'm repeating myself. Exhaustion, mania, and ADD don't mix lol