CRAAAAAAAWLING IN MY SKIIIIN!!!
THESE WOOOOUNDS THEY WILL NOT HEEEEAL!!!
FEEEEEAR IS HOOOOW I FAAAALL!!!
CONFUUUUSING WHAAAAT IS REEEEEEAL!!!!
How could this happen to me I made my mistakes I've got no where to run The night goes on, as I'm fading away I'm sick of this life I just wanna scream How could this happen to me
We're all familiar with the tragedy of being you
It's hard to show you any sympathy when all you do is beg for pain
Baby, someone is crazy and it's you
Do you have the time, to listen to me whine About nothing and everything, all at once? I am one of those melodramatic fools Neurotic to the bone, no doubt about it
Oh poor twisted me
Oh poor twisted me
I feast on sympathy
I chew on suffer
I chew on agony
Swallow whole the pain
Oh it's too good to be
All this misery
I'm seein' this girl and she just might be out of her mind She's got baggage and it's of the emotional kind She talks about "closure" and that "validation" bit I don't mean to be insensitive, but I really hate that shit
Speaking of love, one problem that recurs more and more frequently these days, in books and plays and movies, is the inability of people to communicate with the people they love: husbands and wives who can't communicate, children who can't communicate with their parents, and so on. And the characters in these books and plays and so on, and in real life, I might add, spend hours bemoaning the fact that they can't communicate. I feel that if a person can't communicate, the very least he can do is to shut up.
: His girlfriend cut off her toe! Nihilist 2
: We thought we were getting a million dollars! Nihilist 3
Is not fair! Walter
"?! Who's the fucking nihilists around here? Ya bunch of fuckin' crybabies!
You just don't get it, do you!? This self punishment thing! It's too deep for you!! See?! I'm deep now! And that means I do deep stuff! Like this!" (bangs head against wall)
"And THIS!" (bang)
"AND THIS!!! (bang)
, Deadpool/GLI Summer Fun Spectacular
You don't understand! You ALL understand! I mean... don't understand!
— Strong Bad
, after his Compy is destroyed, sbemail 118: virus
: Hey there, pink stuff! Playin' dress-up? Molly
: Oh, nothing so frivolous as that,
Daddy! I'm disguising myself from a humanity that hates and fears me! Yet even so, I must defend them against all who would threaten them! Even
as the selfsame ones I protect seek my destruction!
Mommy! Daddy! The angst!! Bob
: You've been reading those comics with the mutants
again, huh? Molly
: Oh, but they're mature,
Daddy! All about suffering! I mean, the characters talk about how much they're suffering all
Here lies Squidward's hopes and dreams
I suffer dreadfully, and no-one cares.
Jack, lets talk about your tragic past as a Child Soldier
NO, ROSE, I ANGST ALONE!
I'm feeling cranky and pubescent today, and I don't know why! I think I'll take it out on people I like! Grrrr!
Other than losing his brother Allie, Holden has no external problems. He is a rich kid living in the most amazing city in the world. Rather than appreciating his good fortune or trying to make the most of his bountiful opportunities, Holden seeks out fruitless conflict. If you still doubt that happiness fundamentally reflects personality, not circumstances, CITR can teach you something.
The characters in this movie should be arrested for loitering with intent to moan.
Are pumas known for their whining?
I watched an anime once. Dude pulled a gun at the start of the episode, fired it at the end, and everything in-between was angst! I wouldn't mind, but he missed!
You must admit that Auron
shows great restraint to not backhand the little pissant's teeth out.
is upset because (In a whiny voice) He
wanted to get Mr. Freeeeeze! In fact, most of Robin's dialogue is just bitching and moaning. You might as well replace all his dialogue with (Incoherent whining)
You really wouldn’t want to go traveling with this bunch of whiners would you? They remind me of a family fighting over the bathroom first thing in the more, except this is all the time and about everything.
: Yeah, have we been given any reason to like Clark? Any reason at all? David: He’s Superman, duh! Chris
: No, he’s the Blur. David
: But he broods more than Batman.
For those that missed this, in a single page, JMS
gives the worst reasoning possible for Superman
deciding to go Forrest Gumping
across the US. Basically, after saving the world during New Krypton
, Superman holds a press conference and a woman shows up, slaps him, says she could care less about his intergalactic whatsits and blames him for not saving her husband... from a brain tumor. The ball isn't dropped her so much as thrown to the floor and stomped on. It could have worked if say the dude died from, I don't know, the Parasite attacking and Superman being off planet. Instead, we get brain tumor. I guess instead of saving the world from massive death and destruction and enslavement, Superman should just go around x-raying everyone on the planet to check their health. Although, how's that for universal healthcare. What really makes it worse is that this actually works and Superman feels bad so bad
he starts his hobo adventures.
Oh, hey, it’s a new plotline in Crankshaft
, and here, in the very first panel, you can see a brief glimmer of happiness! I think Pam’s supposed to be smiling?
But by panel three, she’s already managed, with zero input from anyone else, to talk herself into Funkyverse-typical heavy-lidded depression. Not … the food truck rodeo!
I dunno, I think of a gathering of food trucks in a public space when the weather’s nice to be a fun way to spend lunch, but I’m sure we’ll find out what’s wrong with it soon enough.
You've always insisted that no one can completely understand your problems. That raises the question of why you won't fucking
stop talking about them, then.
"First and foremost let me say this, when Space Marines are the primary characters in the piece it is not a good idea to write them as the utterly stoic fearless killing machines that the rest of galaxy sees them as. Why? Because internal conflict is one of the greatest hallmarks of fiction; without internal conflict the characters are two dimensional cardboard cut-outs meandering about the setting. The Excoriators carefully skirt this line; they have internal conflict to spare, and none of it is arbitrary or stilted. Their real problem is they risk coming across as two-dimensional cut-outs anyway because 90% of them can't move past "grouchy" and "cynical" for their character traits, and because they insist on chasing their stolen Chapter Standard to a planet they already know it isn't on."
on the Exorciators Space Marines.