#Brain Puke

[damage-ko]

I have gotten to the tournament of power...

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[doktordismemberment]

Brain Puke: Vaping Bile

How fucked is the world we live in where 1 in 5 Americans think Taylor Swift is a deep state operative?

The desperate need for a comic book narrative. Good guys. Bad guys. Cloak and dagger intrigue. Hack plot devices. Stan Lee with a brain injury and stunted emotional development.

The wholehearted belief that if anyone has anything you don't it's because it was handed to them, and the reason you don't isn't because you're a mediocre idiot from a nowhere town who has worked at fucking Taco Bell since you dropped out of high school it's because there's some grand fuck-over orchestrated by some shadowy "them" and pointed directly at you.

You're a hard worker.

A good person.

You deserve what everyone else has.

They deserve to live in misery.

Fuck 'em.

Take another hit off the vape pen and fall asleep on the couch.

Got work early.

AM radio fascism.

Drive time outrage.

Dead end sociopathic malaise.

Sunday morning self-insert savior fanfic.

Layer upon layer of bullshit suburban delusion to keep the big bright scary world at bay.

But given the chance to do anything to break the cycle or improve yourself it's always the same excuses: "Nah, I'm good." or "I can't move away, I gotta stay close to my family."

What if it doesn't work?

What if I don't succeed?

I really like the fries at that one place and I'd sure hate to live more than five miles away from that.

I'm doing fine, best I've ever been.

So you seethe through another day of nothing and blame everyone but yourself.

And when you're put on the spot you can't even explain yourself...The incoherence comes pouring out like a clogged toilet.

Michelle Obama's arms.

Chemtrail mind control.

Weather modification.

Transvestigation and looksmaxing.

Winners of the genetic lottery.

Turning the frogs gay.

The great reset.

You talk long enough and somehow it boils down to blacks, gays, and jews exist and that's why your life sucks.

It's got nothing to do with you and your shitty choices.

Your life has nothing to do with you.

You're dead leaves blowing in a winter wind.

A used condom floating down a filthy river.

An empty human outline.

None of this is your fault.

Not what you've done and not what you might do in the future.

Make any of it make sense.

[rmhashauthor]

You can't spell "automaton" without "tomato".

I don't know what robots have to do with tomatoes but I remain vigilant.

[purvlereign]

Why is my Discord crashing 😭💀

[damage-ko]

I read this to my mom, and her response was "wow, people just don't want to grow up." And I can't help but ask why? Why don't people want to grow up?

Maybe it's because a lot of the stories targeted at adults are so dower and grim. Maybe it's because most of the people my age I know are in financial crisis despite working 40 hours a week or even more. Maybe it's because the last time we had time to rest, to play, to enjoy the moment, to have faith that we'll have a better tomorrow was when we were children.

So yeah, I want the super soaker commercials.

[damage-ko]

I love these two so much they are currently narrating my life to me.

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[skrs-cats]

wanted to draw somethin like this for a long time now

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[doktordismemberment]

Brain Puke: Puke til Your Ribs Crack.

I hate the internet.

I'm sick of writing to fill time.

I would go "do something else" except everything adults do out in the outside world involves either drinking or spending a bunch of money.

And I mean, do I drink in moderation, do I go places, and I spend money but there's only so much one can drink or spend before those things become a problem.

So I sink time into hobbies... I read comics, I read books, I watch movies, I draw, I play a bunch of musical instruments, I write songs with my wife, we put out albums.

And I get that I'm luckier than most cos I'm at least married to a chick who "gets it." I'm just sick of not having friends and knowing I'm not gonna make any new friends because I'm middle aged and everyone my age is either boring and lame or a total drug addicted fucking train-wreck.

And I dunno... Everything involving other people feels empty lately... You do for them and they're around. You need something and they're a fucking ghost.

Reminds me of that old Suicidal Tendencies lyric:

"I leech off you when things are good I'm there to kick you when you're down But when you need me I'm not there You're such a bummer when you're down"

And you're told it's wrong to expect things from people but is it really? Is it wrong to want things to be at least a little transactional where you do shit for me 'cos I do shit for you and not just I do for you and get nothing out of it?

Maybe just a little fucking reciprocation not just my kindness echoing off into the void of someone else's self obsession.

At this point if I get hit up at all it's usually this thinly veiled: "Hey I haven't seen you in a long time, it would be cool to catch up, and oh yeah I'm moving do you think you could help me move a few boxes."

You don't wanna see me you just fucking need something.

Depression is killing me. And the only thing I can point to that's different between now and when I was younger and a lot more hopeful is this awful feeling that there's nothing to look forward to.

Like, the environment is fucked, getting worse every day, and eventually it's gonna get so bad that the average moron can't ignore it anymore and things are gonna go bug-fuck.

The stupid selfish people in this country are gonna shove us into failed state territory then cry the loudest when it turns out it was a bad idea.

And all we can look forward to is more heat, more panic, more tyranny, more violence.

It doesn't really snow anymore, soon it won't rain.

I feel like I'm in the passenger seat of a car that's about to crash and I see it coming but the driver is blissfully unaware.

Brace for impact.

This is gonna hurt.

Bright lights

Pain.

Nothing.

[purvlereign]

I don’t think we talk about how global black culture is. Like, EVERYONE wants to be a nigga but they don’t want the hardships that comes along with it.

[damage-ko]

This got too long for a reply so I'm gonna do it as a reblog.

I don't know if there's a proper thing to call this one but I like statement transitions. You just state that time has passed usually after an action, with info about the result of an action.

Example:

"You won't find it!" She called after him as he stalked off.

He left the department store shortly after he entered it with a morose expression on his face. She had been right.

The other one I like I call "pulling back the camera," where you go from dialogue and specific descriptions into broad descriptions of the following events.

Example:

"Hm," I said, pulling out my umbrella. "I think you should choose where we eat tonight."

She selected a small restaurant downtown and we walked hand in hand in the rain, nevermind the gap between our umbrellas. When we arrived she peered in the misted window.

"It's really busy." She was worried we wouldn't be able to get a seat.

Then there's putting in a break or chapter and jumping back in with just the implication of the passage of time.

Example:

They were tired, they headed home.

--- break, either chapter or extra space---

Thier apartment was on the seventh floor and thier feet dragged on every step. The elevator was broken again, just their luck.

Question for my fellow writers: how do you naturally portray the passage of time/transition into a new scene that happens shortly after the current one?

I’ve noticed that a bad habit of mine is using words like “soon enough” and “eventually”, and I feel like there are better ways to keep pace in a story without sounding so stiff or vague

[rxvera]

I absolutely headcanon that Matt regularly gives himself migraines by staring at his video games all day while smoking and literally not drinking any water, eating, or sleeping for 48 hours straight. And Mello has to be like "Dude... Come on... Take some Motrin at least..."

[damage-ko]

Hey Filoni...

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[damage-ko]

You fucking killed me! I'm dead!

@damage-ko You're defeated!