It was a lot easier to find the problem than it was to fix it.

Let's get downright appalling. Let's get real nasty with one another. Get real good at being bad to people. Practice it like it's your only god damned art form. Take it seriously, get motivated, plan every burned bridge, tie cut, and knife planted in people's hearts. Aim to draw blood. If you're not planning how to literally drive someone to die from the shit you're spitting then...

SHUT THE FUCK UP

Live an die by it. Drive them to death, so you can hang yourself.

I just don't get what's happening. People at war with each other over shit so petty I think they're all idiots. But then it's at my door, and the play fight seems so real. I get to wondering how we're not all at each others throats with knives and cleavers and mad grinning smiles. How are we so fucked and so sane? It's saner to be mad. Naked rage and violence seems a saner course than the one we're on, where we pretend like anything matters while we tear one another apart over the color of our shirts. Shit's nuts. I feel like my camp is with the lunatics. To say it is too taboo even for me. But I wonder if these shits on the news are insane, or if they just owned up to how the world is. When the world is at its own throat, and all that keeps us civil seems to be the same fear that keeps the first penguin from toppling into the ocean, the fear of being the one torn to shreds in the first attack. We're cunning fucks, cowardly, looking to stab in the back, like our lives even matter or are worth saving, even as we treat life so callously as to take it for sport. Is this all life is worth? Is this all the good that's in it? Why do we even matter when the only people who feel that anything matters are lunatics howling at the moon? We all deserve to die. We've killed god. There's no coming back. And we don't go forward.

Holy shit. A balloon just popped and it was loud as shit. Back to reality. Fuck all of you. Don't diagnose me. I would rather be sick in a world this terminal. At least they'll say I died honest. They'll make a jesus of me, and then we'll know we're all fucked.

And now for the game where you post your content to the internet to get shit on by nobodies.

-V

It occurred to me that maybe I've been a bit too cynical in the past. It's all well and fine in the name of a joke, but honestly, I can't help but notice, sometimes, when a particular person does a certain thing that I know I am myself guilty of. It's terribly easy to play superior, denounce them, correct myself, and convince myself that I am better than them, but with all sincerity, I'm scared to death of my flaws sometimes. I guess at least some of the poor bastards around me are the same way; afraid to do anything lest their flaws show, worried that what they want to do or have to say will hold no bearing on the world around them, and that all their existence and efforts are just opportunities for them to prove their worthlessness in a disinterested world.

And it feels, almost, kind of, in a small, tiny, insignificant way, bad to make fun of them. After all, if it weren't for people like me, I might feel safer doing what I do. Don't get me wrong, there's a bit of room for poking fun at people and being critical, but when there's nothing constructive to it, all I wind up with is a world full of crap where I am unwanted both critically and creatively.

There's a reason I haven't posted this to my main account; because this is where I allow myself the freedom to be a complete bastard, and where I almost hope no one will read what I have to say. I don't think anyone would really care for my ramblings, so they get shoved up here. Or perhaps, no one seems interested in putting in the work to engage me about these things, at least not as consistently as I would like, so they go here. And I don't blame anyone. It's a shit ton of work, and I mean, look at my history. I've not been willing to put in that kind of effort for the people around me, so it's not as though I deserve anything different.

But it's not as though I feel like I can just invade someone else's space to bring the discussion to them. I'm not so egotistical as to think that anyone wants to hear from me, or that I have the skills to be persuasive and wise in that way, let alone that I might have anything to say that was worth their time. There isn't any interest, collectively, in this sort of stuff, it seems to me. I don't blame anyone. I'm not interested in honing my skills with the help of anyone else. Why should anyone be interested in accepting my help?

Anyway, there's the ramble. My personal development stagnated, no help in sight, and my cynicism a barrier between myself and the world I would like to live in. But then again, I'm not wholly to blame, so let it be, let it be, and quit crying in your journals.

-V

You know what Trump, before you manage to fuck me, I'm gonna go out and fuck myself silly!

I guess the joke's on you now shitter.

-V

WhatamIgonnaget?
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-Valav

I saw a comic today so hideous that it actually scarred me.

I didn't think it was possible to get past the "I'm just pissed off" stage and into genuine terror and nausea, but hey, we did it tonight.

I fucking quit. I don't want to come back from this shit.

Go fuck yourself.

-V

Shit's fucked.

V

"I don't want to embarrass you, but maybe try to keep your bigoted remarks topical."

*sounds the airhorns*

-V

I went through every image in e621 that had Judy and Nick in them. Now, granted I ignored a large number of them because they didn't seem all that great to me, but my end tally contains more SFW images than NSFW. By... a good bit.

Makes me feel good.

~Valav

Held out as long as I could, but I've got a soft spot for size-difference stuff.

Sorry gents.

~Valav

Why do I ever expect the rest of the world to understand things as you do?

-Valav

Man, some people either are dicks, or come off as dicks, when they're trying to offer helpful advice.

It'd be better to just post a pre-ing phallus and go, "This doin' anything for ya?"

-Valav

I've come to realize that the best part of reading comics on e621, is scrolling down to read the comments. They're almost always amazing.

~Valav

Inequality sucks balls and we ought to eradicate it.

However, people who are throwing their money at other people in an attempt to spread out their wealth are HELPING.

Complaining about them throwing their money at other people because you hate inequality is like complaining about firefighters using water to put out fires during a drought. Sure, they're using up water, and you don't have much water to begin with, but this is how your water ought to be fucking used!!!

FUCK

-Valav

"I've awoken in an alien location. My vision is blurry; I feel so tired. I seem... trapped. My limbs won't move like they're supposed to. As my vision resolves, I can see something just before by eyes. It looks like class; a door? I push as hard as my feeble arms can and manage to get it open, then take my first shaky steps out of my prison. This place is so foreign to me; pristine and white. There's another shell here, apparently just like the one I was in. Perhaps there's someone inside; god how terrible it would be to be alone in such a foreign place! Huzzah! There is! A companion of my own! oMg itssa gurl I wundr if shes HAWT!!! It seems there's a panel by her cell, with several promising flashing lights. Perhaps I should try to wake my companion, but no, it is too dangerous. I know nothing about her, or this machine, or this place; better to leave her here until I have discovered more about my surroundings. BUT I GOTTA KNOW IF SHE'S HAWT1!!!11!! ....You're... really throwing the whole, sci-fi deep space exploration setting I'm going for here... Could you at least keep it in your pants until we're sure we're not about to die, or infected with space plague? *proceeds to hump the glass* I hate you."

Look, to me, they're just there to wear skimpy outfits and be eye candy. Which makes me wish some of them were femboys. Just saying.

They probably should just stop being a thing though.

~Valav

Why the hell is all this porn so funny? The comments are killing me.

...I asked for more images of amputees as part of my desire to see more realistic, versus idealistic, fursonas.

I regret this decision, because now I'm finding images of people lopping one anothers limbs off to create dependent sex slaves.

I've made a HUGE mistake.

-Valav

Front page, a woman masturbating with a vagina that was an anthro dog head, and a taur literally fucking someone's brains while they were out of their body.

Some things never change. You just get numb to them.

~Valav

A comprehensive theory about why character development is important to adult writing:

You can only fantasize about shoving your fingers into someone's butt for so long before you become curious about them as a person.

~Valav

It's just not fun any more, you know?

~Valav

Full plate armor is so much sexier than those skimpy bathing suits most fantasy art makes female warriors wear. After all, she's not so sexy with a gash in her stomach is she?

Quit complaining about how shit FA is and fucking do something about it god damn your eyes!!

We let this place fall into foreign hands.

We let this place be controlled by people we didn't like.

We fucking let this place go to whatever shit it's in now, and we want someone else to be responsible.

Fuck that. It's our fault. We fucked up. You want to make things better? Offer up your wallets to buy it back. Offer up yourselves to serve in maintaining it. Take a god damned stand on the issues you're concerned about, make them known, and make good arguments and suggestions.

This is our site; we write the paychecks around here. I'm done listening to us complain about our staff. Do something or shut the fuck up like I do.

-Fuck you (Valav)

Yesterday, the supreme court ruled that we are all created equal.

Payback's a bitch.

~Valav