Don’t @ Me

The stylized frames from my "The Mind Electric" Across the Spider-Verse animatic!

i’ve always been this cool

reposting this from twitter bc it's making me lose my mind

has a breakdown about what a lonely life it is. goes for a walk with headphones in. purchases a beverage at the supermarket. you know how it goes

the 2 saddest answers a white boy will respond to "hows it going" with

these are signs the white boy is in distress and should be removed from the source of distress immedietely!!! white boys only say this when severely stressed

texting my coworker “hey! how are you feeling” and reading it 40 times to make sure i didn’t accidentally type how are you sex cum penis ass cum porn 1080p hot cock

i think about this one so fucking often i had to clip it

video description by @madamesehun: A clip from the game show Game Changer, wherein the participants have to act out a prompt. There are four people on this set. Sam is the host, Brennan plays the lawyer, Zac plays the defendant, and Josh is just watching.

Sam, reading the prompt: A defendant stupidly interrupting his lawyer’s closing remarks.

Brennan takes a breath and then starts his speech, putting emphasis on the most important words: Ladies and gentlemen of the jury. Over the past four days, you have seen the state prosecutor attempt to effectively bamboozle you with a series of hearsay arguments and loose, speculative evidence, placing my client near the scene of the crime, during the time of the murder. This evidence does nothing to indicate motive, or means, in the horrific murder of Roger Bell. Ultimately, it will be your decision to say does this man deserve a lifetime in a federal penitentiary, based on specious, inconclusive evidence. You are tasked to consider the evidence and whether it proves, beyond a reasonable doubt, whether my client is guilty. Is my client a perfect man? No.

Zac, interrupting without missing a beat, plainly: I killed him, yeah.

All four of them burst out laughing.

Brennan raises his head to get Sam’s attention and gets back in character: Your honor, your honor.

Brennan then gets closer to Zac and grabs his face to speak into his ear. They stage whisper and talk over each other.

Zac: Yeah, did I fuck up? Did I fuck up?

Brennan: What the fuck are you doing? Shut up. Shut up. Don’t say anything, okay?

Sam, ending the scene: You know Zac, you really are a master of restraint. Your role there was small, but my god was it funny. I’m going to say two points for each of you.

/End of video description. thank you!

PLEASE INTERACT if: you cant listen to music without bopping your head, mouth the lyrics to songs under your mask, nod during a lecture so the professor knows you’re listening, share your food when you think its delicious, like to watch the sunset, make playlists for your friends, like to clean, say i love you to your friends a lot, your favorite color is green or orange, drink 2+ cups of coffee per day, like rainstorms, wave to animals on the street, link arms when its cold outside for warmth, sing loudly when you’re alone

eventually you realize you don’t want to die. you just don’t want to live the life you’re living. and slowly you try to create a life you want to live. just gotta start there.

no one needs to add “sounds fake but ok”, “no”, “well, not me”, “impossible”, etc. to this post. and i’d rather you not.

one day you think: I want to die.

and then you think, very quietly: actually. actually. I think I want a coffee. a nap. a sandwich. a book.

and I want to die turns day by day into I want to go home, I want to walk in the woods, I want to see my friend, I want to sit in the sun

I want a cleaner kitchen

I want a better job

I want to live somewhere else

I want to live

maybe i'm just a portrait of all the people i've loved and nothing else tastes so bittersweet. a little dash of my ex-best friend in the way i walk and laugh. my scarf tied in a double knot for that beautiful stranger at the bus stop. a whisper of my mother and the sigh of a lover in the way i braid my hair. pockets full of fire and infinite regret like my dad or his dad or his dad. the tilt of my jaw, the curve of my smile, everything, everything is someone else. when they're all gone, my own reflection will be the biggest ghost i have.

The more you look at this picture, the more anxious it becomes.

this is just a normal waffle house

there is a bloody handprint on the door

There is somethung under the counter with the cups

Blind man reading news paper Skull in the coffee

Milk is $15

Lady’s hand is a tentacle

the bleeding pie, the eyeball and fingers on the blind man’s plate…

I was trying to find something nobody else had seen yet, when I realized…

Look right above the tentacle arm. The second man at the buffet, what the hell is he doing? He’s either throwing up or eating an octopus.

I think his face is just tentacles.

The blind man has gills.

Scariest detail: this image was ripped from the creator’s site and vandalized (edited to remove the watermark), then reuploaded for viral fame without so much as a mention of the artist’s name. SOURCE: http://jeffleejohnson.deviantart.com/art/Blue-Plate-Special-661961724 That said, the earlier observation about milk being $15 is off - artist confirms this is based on a 1920’s diner, so the price would be in cents. (http://comments.deviantart.com/1/661961724/4375070065) The table under the journal is lacquered with ants. The person holding the skull-creamed coffee paints the underside of their nails. Either that or their natural nails grow red. The journal’s writing, intentionally made hard to read and partially obscured, is somewhat of a cheat to all the things amiss in the scene. (http://comments.deviantart.com/1/661961724/4372574544) I can make out: “… and eyeball … have to think he is less strange than the horrifying creature that seems to have inhabited the cabinet behind him … all tentacles and teeth … (obscured by cup) … Where in the world can be found such nightmares?!”

Reblogging for the correct source (I didn’t even notice the OP wasn’t the artist oops).

There’s a second one, and there’s even more in this

AAAHH, cool, but AAAAAHHHH

Just a regular morning in Innsmouth.

Passing your perception checks isn’t always a great idea

There’s another one!

These are so neat

This is some twilight zone shit. It’s so cool.

I LOVE THESE KIND OF THINGS CAN YALL TAG ME IN THEM IF YOU SEE STUFF LIKE THIS I LIVE AND BREATHE IT PLEASE AND THANK YOU

Oh man theres a third one now!!

it came back around! and in time for my call sessions. excellent 

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Music: BLANKS - HIGHER 

When you tell your friend a really bad pun;

who snuck into my house and took a video of me and my wife

Year 2 / ANIMATIC: SoapBox, Anti-Rats. Designer: Cian Pawle Bates.