In retrospect, I've never done anything important. Nor will I.

~Valav

To despise someone leads to pitying them for their wretchedness.

Valav out.

I just got some spam email trying to tempt me into opening it by offering sex.

Intriguing, I thought. I am, in fact, a being who enjoys sex. Let's see what sort of sexual enticement they're going to offer me, in order to get me to open this email.

"Greetings inquisitor..." Done.

~Valav

I'd love to expand my horizons; broaden my range of perspectives, and interact with people who hold beliefs separate or even contrary to my own.

Issue is, one of the things I believe in is courtesy.

Fuck it. I'm going back to my cave.

Valav OUT BITCHES.

"And you haven't made a single point. Or read a single of my comment properly !
What a funny person. I need to reply to the dishonest likes of you assholes more , a mine of utter hypocrisis you are. There is no fucking whip big enough that'd i'd whip you with. But the fact you already flagelate yourself with ignorance and uneloquent retorts make me fucking laugh alright.

Have a good one you incredible fucking bitch."

What poor sport, yet only now do I see how thin it was.

Adieu, adieu, parting with such sweet sorrow. I could not help you nor hurt you enough. Farewell, farewell, you priceless little gem.

Troubles by the score.

Perhaps it's my ignorance as a self loathing critic, but it seems that popular artists take it upon themselves to perform the job that people like me ought to be doing. They're always on about some moral (and more often political) squabble or another, and as much as I appreciate everyone's right to complain out the ass in a self righteous manner (I believe they call this "freedom of speech"), I've really gotten to looking at them like they're just another demagog conversing with the mob. Besides, they're putting me out of work and making me look bad.

Valav out.

...another drawing of someone raping someone while they slit their throat.

This account exists not as a reflection of my worst, but as a critique of it. I come here to look for my flaws in others, and then treat them mercilessly. But sometimes people manage to cross lines I haven't even in my imagination. Sometimes, they manage to disgust Valav.

And that's when I have to question what I'm doing here.

Valav out. I've got to go think this one through.

You've gotta love what you do more than you hate yourself for it.

~Valav

joe Costello - "Who gives a fuck if she laughs?? My fucking god, you don't control what you laugh at!"
Valav - "I suppose, by the same logic, we don't control what we find rude either."
lemmingscanfly5 - "We don't, but it can be rude and still make sense enough to not make a big deal about it."
Valav - "Then, by the same argument, she could find it funny and still keep composure. My point here is that if furries are out of line in their reaction, what they are reacting to is just as out of line."
lemmingscanfly5 - "Furries are animal fuckers."
Valav - " Is that your best response? Come now, even if all you can do is sling insults, surely you can do better than that!"
So I was gentle in order to maintain an aura of superiority. Sue me. You've got to admit though, that comeback of his was so meek it might as well have had an apology note attached to it. That's the kind of grovelling I could get used to.

Valav out animal fuckers.

"My bf broke Up with Me the Other day..."

I just can't take that seriously because of the capitalization. I'm trying so hard to be sympathetic, but come on. They had to go out of their way to mess that up.

I can't think of strong enough words to rebuke some of the stuff I see. Recent drawing comes to mind of someone who had doodled a cat furry, tied to a running car muffler, hands bound, neck tied, forcing them to jam their mouth over it.

Artist's comment was something like, "I cant help being an asshole to her".

"Asshole?" You think THIS is asshole levels? This is the kind of twisted shit that makes me want to comment "could you just draw them dead so I know they're not suffering?" I mean... you doodled the person crying, clearly distressed or in pain, and you think this is ASSHOLE levels of bad? This is "maybe you should get that looked at" levels. And by maybe I mean I already called the white van.

I just don't get it. Maybe I'm over analyzing. Maybe this is cartoon torture, where the person isn't suffocating on hot, toxic fumes being forced into their lungs while their mouth, lips, tongue, teeth are forced open and severely burned by a metal pipe, all the while bound and immobile, unable to free themselves or even twist away, forced to writhe in pain, crying, sobbing until blissful brain death. Oh, right, because of how they were bound their hands would also have been burned too. But maybe it's supposed to be a cartoon doodle and I'm taking it too fucking serious!?

The only thing keeping me back from saying something is the thought that maybe this person would go off and force someone to actually do this shit just to show me. But I tell you what, I don't think I'll sleep easy with my door unlocked the next time I'm out with furries in public because of shit like this. "Get a knife" just went way up on my 'to-do' list.

This is Valav, your somehow morally concerned psycho signing off.

P.S. FUCK

"Does no mean yes? That's a legitimate question; I forgot." - Valav

Also, new insult to someone who posts a nude picture of their fursona, "I can't tell if it's SFW or not." You'll figure it out if you think about it hard enough. And smash your head into the screen a few times. That should help.

Valav out.

...

An aneurism might make me feel better.

It's your only real hope. Don't think, don't talk, just sit there and shut the fuck up. All that matters is staying alive, and that means you don't draw attention to yourself. Sit there, shut up, head down, nod when spoken to, and everything will be just fine.

God do I hate it when I have to think.

So, as I review my understanding of the distinctions between male and female beings, particularly human beings, I find myself less and less persuaded by the arguments that men and women are at all different. And yes, I am now at the point of thinking that they might not be different -at all-.

No I'm not blind or stupid. I'm aware that one has more developed breast tissue than the other, and one has an external sex organ while the other has an internal one. But drawing upon my feeble knowledge of human anatomy, I came to a few conclusions.

1) Men have nipples. They serve no purpose in a male, but nature didn't design males and female as different things, and it would be a pointless and even detrimental genetic complication to code in "male_nipple = false; female_nipple = true", when you can just say, "human_nipple = true" and sort it out later.

1.a) Both men and women have breast tissue. In females it develops considerably more so than in males, but it still exists in men. Breasts aren't something women have a monopoly on gents.

2) The shape of the primary sex organs is basically inverted from one another. And this related to more than just their appearance; even the functions of organs that we consider wholly distinct seem to resemble one another almost uncannily.

2.a) Women have contractions during orgasm. Again, research has shown there's no reason or benefit for this, but you know who does have a reason and benefits from contractions during orgasm? Men.

And to respond briefly to people who will inevitably cite studies showing trends of differences between men and women, both physically and mentally, I'd say something like, "The observed trends are either a) artificial and reversible (in the case of many physical distinctions) or b) are lesser than the normal variations between human beings."

So, why are there males and females at all? Why aren't we like plants or single celled organisms which can have either sex or both? Simply put, we are more complex organisms and therefor more prone to genetic disease. We already know that genetic diversity is useful for preventing genetic diseases. And having an entire chromosome of difference between men and women, especially when that chromosome dictates reproduction, generates a critical genetic diversity even among a small population.

Furthermore, some physical differences arose simply from the manner in which humans carry children. Bone structure needed to be altered to allow easier child birth. The females, who would bare children, were also the best ones to have the breast tissue needed to feed the child after birth. After all, if the male had the breast tissue and died after fertilization the child would starve to death, while if the female died with child, the child was almost certain to die as well. This way only one person needed to survive to raise the child, rather than both.

I know, very unscientific Valav. Well can it you sexist fuck. It's a narrative based on some things we've observed, just like every other bit of science. We fuckin' run around yelling made up stories at one another as if they were the absolute truth, even though no one ever found the universe's owner manual. Everything we know is merely a narrative extrapolated from what we have observed, and even our observances are prone to error upon error. So why the hell not think I'm right?

Valav out bitches (of every sex and gender).

Front page had only two pieces of porn on it. There was a third, but he had a small dick. It was sad, not porn.

Also, Wamp-wamps by the Wamp-wamp. Fuckin' classic.

Valav out fuckers.

Sometimes I just can't bring myself to break their precious little hearts.

Valav out homes.

Let's call this person, "Unknown User".

Unknown User has added you to their contacts! Would you like to accept or decline.

*Hmm... I don't really know who this person could be... but then again, it might just be someone I do know whose name I don't recall...* "I can't recall how I know you; can you remind me maybe?"

*Not ten seconds later.* "Hi! I saw your account on the new app and thought I should add you to my contact list. I hope you don't mind. 23/f here, how about you?"

*...Declined. Reason? Blocked.*

---

Guess this means it's time for me to absolutely strip out -everything- from my online accounts. Can't trust this person to have legitimately acquired my account, or to have done it randomly. Must have been some kind of information I leaked. Dammit, I was having a good morning for once; but like all good mornings, it just had to be ruined ten minutes in.

Praise Valav. I suffer enough to justify great pleasure. I am evil enough to justify great good. I hate enough to justify much love.

Praise Valav. Worship Valav. Exalt Valav. And your suffering shall be little.

I've seen two pictures of Five Nights at Freddy's porn, and that alone is two too many (I'm sure some of you have been subjected to even more than this). Ignoring the odds that animatronics would in fact be very bad at any sort of rhythmic, smooth motions; ignoring that canonical FNaF robots were possessed by either a) demons, b) deceased fast food workers, or c) children, all of which cannot be described as "sexy"; completely ignoring that these machines just want to kill you; I present you this question:

Who wants to get laid by a couple of decrepit machines meant to entertain ten year olds and under, that smell like rotting flesh and pizza grease?

I suppose people get off from the sheer humiliation of it. But even then, we're not talking top notch porn. This is rip off porn, sort of like the C movies that try to boost their sales by sharing a title and basic plot with a movie that could actually afford to be advertised.

Why does it bug me? Because everything fucking bugs me; piss off. But, if you want a serious critique, it's because these artists could be spending their time putting emotion and feeling into their pieces, when instead they produce knock off pieces so they can get a bit of cash. Which is the consumers' faults as much as the artists'.

Anyway, I know what's going to be said. Harmless fun, some people like it, produce/consume whatever you want, artists gotta live.

Fuck you.

Valav out.

[edit] faaaaaaaak, I didn't realize hitting the enter key there would submit the journal.

I dunno. Wanted to write a story about some characters. Can't disclose the details because then my anonymity would be ruined. Can't discuss the details elsewhere because then what's left of my innocent aura is killed.

So instead I get to ramble here about shit no one can understand, or that doesn't sound as good in generals because you don't know who the specific characters are.

And now I'm off track.

Look, executive summary:
Girl has some esteem issues (feels like she's getting used). Girl likes boy. Girl thinks boy might not care about her. Girl goes to get a strappon to get some revenge. Girl thinks the matter over and realizes that maybe boy is really loving. Girl decides to see how loving a top/dom can be. Girl pegs boy.

Incidentally:
Boy isn't straight. Boy thinks about the D but likes girl too much. Boy gets the D from the girl. Life is good.

Alright, we're done here.

I rot by fire, but could be doused on a whim.

~Valav

To be invincible
Is to be
So arrogant
That nothing
Can harm you

Valav out.

There are so many dicks on FA.

Har.

~Valav

Has managed to get to their 52nd iteration.

I take this company's viability as an insult to my sensibilities.

Stop buying compilations of bad pop music that you can already hear too much of on the radio or YouTube. Stop it.

~Valav

The world deserves to have me inflicted upon it.