Category: ft willz

  • f-t-willz-must-die-blog on tumblr could be frank

    08/28/2013 posted on tumblr

    f-t-willz-must-die-blog:

    my poor, overheated, gasping gray matter is running out of oxygen, much like a suicidal student sealed in an airtight garage with the engine running. dull thudding thudding thudding thud. drip. pour. splash. overflow.

    back up quick now.

    your eyes are full of hornets and black widow spiders, so please don’t get too close to me.

    one third social awkwardness mixed with two parts stone cold livin’ can do this to a person.

    typewriter teeth champing at the bit, foaming excess ink and clacking sounds. ding. time to change everything. change the mind and you change the body. change the body and you change the mind.

    but this takes time, effort, and money. dinosaurs could live without money, so why can’t we?
    “because we’re not dinosaurs, our brains are bigger than walnuts.”
    ah, but size doesn’t matter when it’s splattered against the wall. then the mind doesn’t matter, because it’s kaput, pushing up daisies, gonezo. then the body doesn’t matter, because the mask that all the world sees is disintegrated, because everyone looks the same when they’ve been decapitated by a shot gun shell.
    then nothing matters.”

    07/31/2013 on frank iero twitter

    08/28/2013 f-t-willz-must-die-blog on tumblr a month after.

  • “fantastic bastards” wasn’t released to the general public until 2016 (when nothing above nothing below came out). more evidence f-t-willz-must-die-blog on tumblr is frank

    earlycuntsets:

    f-t-willz-must-die-blog:

    it’s not even funny how often i have to keep myself from diving at your throat. venom-filled teeth, straight for the jugular. misguided, misdirected rage and scathing irritation, boiling up while vultures circle overhead, occasionally dropping in to pick at the bones. (“the vultures ate my baby today.”)
    whose bones, i wonder. or is it more of a what, an it, a thing, a sigh a frown a tear a sob a scream a whine a a a
    a b c the end yet?
    do you?
    useless outlets for pitiful talents, it all gets torn to bits, anyway. you give yourself to people and they take and they take and they take and you’ll never get it back, so don’t give it away. the problem here is that no one really trusts anyone else. but maybe it’s better to trust no one, prepare for the worst. make sure to have a survival kit ready for this black fucking hole in my black fucking soul, assuming they even make them anymore. hunker down and wait it out, and hope that i don’t set it upon everything that ever existed.
    i’m sorry that my insides are as sooty and repulsive as an uncleaned chimney, really, i am.
    or maybe i’m not. it’s not like i’ve ever really tried to scrub everything out, anyway, because it’s all part of who i am.
    (professional opinion says that’s about as unhealthy as living solely off shitty fast food and cocaine. fuck professional, let’s fight it out, motherfucker, are you ready for a fucking fight, motherfucker.)
    i don’t give a fuck about how that makes you feel. maybe that’s just the bastard in me.
    desperation overwhelming hopeless drowning darkness drifting nighttime nightmares not even close to sleeping i’m obsessed with not obsessing perfect storms and endless screaming open your eyes just open your fucking eyes fucker
    i hate pretty much everything i do, and i learned that from you (only you no one else just you do you see the joke now do you do you). i guess i really am your bastard.
    you fucking sucker.

    so @f-t-willz-must-die-blog from tumblr said this in 2013??

    and fantastic bastards by death spells came out in 2016??

    at the time this was posted, death spells had performed 6 shows.

    “fantastic bastards” wasn’t released to the general public until 2016 (when nothing above nothing below came out)

    so I previously thought this blog was not a legitimate ft willz blog, but since they posted death spells lyrics in 2013 (from a song that didn’t come out until 2016) I’m starting to suspect this is a true ft willz blog.

    there are a lot that look similar (like @f-t-willz-must-die is a fan account)

    but the one i’m reblogging from is starting to look suspect.

    I did find a 11/19/2013 performance but thats 2 months after the blog post. even at the other 5 shows, I doubt a fan was able to pick out the lyrics of a song they’ve heard only once live and paste them to their blog.

    death spells concert stats

    fantastic bastards live in 2013

  • i’m seeing it

    F T WILLZ

    L S DUNEZ

  • f-t-willz-must-die-blog could be frank because:

    f-t-willz-must-die-blog:

    it’s not even funny how often i have to keep myself from diving at your throat. venom-filled teeth, straight for the jugular. misguided, misdirected rage and scathing irritation, boiling up while vultures circle overhead, occasionally dropping in to pick at the bones. (“the vultures ate my baby today.”)
    whose bones, i wonder. or is it more of a what, an it, a thing, a sigh a frown a tear a sob a scream a whine a a a
    a b c the end yet?
    do you?
    useless outlets for pitiful talents, it all gets torn to bits, anyway. you give yourself to people and they take and they take and they take and you’ll never get it back, so don’t give it away. the problem here is that no one really trusts anyone else. but maybe it’s better to trust no one, prepare for the worst. make sure to have a survival kit ready for this black fucking hole in my black fucking soul, assuming they even make them anymore. hunker down and wait it out, and hope that i don’t set it upon everything that ever existed.
    i’m sorry that my insides are as sooty and repulsive as an uncleaned chimney, really, i am.
    or maybe i’m not. it’s not like i’ve ever really tried to scrub everything out, anyway, because it’s all part of who i am.
    (professional opinion says that’s about as unhealthy as living solely off shitty fast food and cocaine. fuck professional, let’s fight it out, motherfucker, are you ready for a fucking fight, motherfucker.)
    i don’t give a fuck about how that makes you feel. maybe that’s just the bastard in me.
    desperation overwhelming hopeless drowning darkness drifting nighttime nightmares not even close to sleeping i’m obsessed with not obsessing perfect storms and endless screaming open your eyes just open your fucking eyes fucker
    i hate pretty much everything i do, and i learned that from you (only you no one else just you do you see the joke now do you do you). i guess i really am your bastard.
    you fucking sucker.

    so @f-t-willz-must-die-blog said this in 2013??

    and fantastic bastards by death spells came out in 2016??

  • ftwillz theories

    2008 livejournal discussion about f.t.willz

    both posted by anon in 2008. and where tf did they get that idea

    I liked this persons case below

    and some relevant comments here

    found new ft willz poetry on 2009 livejournal that match with franks from his 2013 website. will update with info.

  • my ft willz video essay

    LINKS:

     the ft willz book ad that will take you to ft willz real myspace

    “frank and ft willz” poetry pdf 

    ftw subreddit 

    eyeball links: jpgjpg with textauthors page with thumbnail “writings”- link is dumb and old)

    ftw myspace

    frank iero 2013 website

    petition for frank to either deny/confirm the pen name

  • frank mentions ft willz

    https://web.archive.org/web/20200827195822/https://twitter.com/Stemum/status/3544916635?s=20 found by wanderfalling on x

    08/25/2009 frank iero

    @Stemum ha I love ft too hopefully soon the book is done justa matter of figuring out the publishing options. Ill try and keep people posted”

  • the only proof I can rely on in 2024 that frank/ft willz were one and the same.

    ft willz myspace blog poem “shits bananas when you’re disinterested” exactly matches the one posted on franks 2013 website– crediting himself at the end. a very unique title for it to be coincidental.

    this and the eyeball

    this eyeball thumbnail from the 2008 skeletoncrew website is labelled as f.t.willz and will bring you to their poems. (eyeball w/ text) the other pictures of the respective artists bring you to their work.

    The one that looks like it could be franks eyeball is the one that will bring you to ft willz poetry. i’m all but convinced.

    upon investigating the poems, there are no matches for ft willz poems on franks website except “shits bananas”

    recently I found an ft willz poem is here on drockdriot000’s 2009 livejournal – an ft willz fan. it’s still not irrefutable but it seems that this fan copied/pasted this from ft willz blog 2008 myspace blog. because it’s 2008 and people don’t need frerard to be real yet. people aren’t going to LENGTHS yet, yknow what I mean?

    what this confirms is that the body of text matches. when all I had to go on before was just the title on ft willz myspace (link dead)

    this image below has long served as the main piece of evidence of ft willz. reposted tons but no source.

    The first is supposedly from ft willz myspace blog, the second is the same poem on franks website.

    The ft willz version of this cannot be sourced as of now. maybe someone can find it. but the source to that image has never been around. just reposted.

    wayback machine has very few captures of ft willz myspace blog (like 10) and only one poem can be traced to frank.

    I get that it is almost as crazy to believe the “I really like you” myspace screenshot is fake than to believe it’s real.

    If it’s fake, they did a real good job making it look real. but text is so easy to shop, even in 2014.

    So I have disposed of the “from my head to my middle finger” aspect of this theory. there just is not enough proof.

    another impossible to source thing: the weird bible ft willz fans worship

    there is a master compilation of “frank and ft willz” poetry pdf that an entire subreddit uses as its main resource- and most everyone who believes ft willz just accepts it as legitimate.

    but whos to say the person that made it didn’t just open word and get angsty? no one knows where it came from and no one can say how they got it.

    this pdf is troubling because it provides many new works supposedly by frank/ft willz and many accept it all as franks words- without any proof of who the words it came from.

    eyeball links: jpg, jpg with text, authors page with thumbnail “writings”- link is dumb and old)

    ftw myspace

    frank iero 2013 website

    petition for frank to either deny/confirm the pen name (for what it’s worth I didn’t make it)

    @myxchemicalximbalance edited this post with your frank photo. thank you so much for finding the eye pull frank picture so I could compare and contrast with the ft willz eyeball. it’s pretty close I thought it was the same damn picture at first.

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