Dudes picking at dead guys brains and face

Dude got mutilated so badly, I feel so sympathetic for the dead guy…

I was perfectly fine until they pulled out the eye. I almost threw up.

this is still the most barbaric, animalistic videos ive seen to this day. They are genuinely acting like deprived monkies.

I dont think ive ever seen a video like it. Everyone plunging their hands in this guys mutilated brain matter like its a bowl of candy, his skull peices flopping around like a trapdoor by the skin of his scalp, them lifting his face up and digging his eye out with their bare hands without a second thought, THEIR BARE FEET JUST ALL UP IN THE BRAINS AND BLOOD 😭

its actually crazy

I'm almost puked

Nah icl the eye got me like 😭

These guys are Brazilian, and I believe this happened in a prison. Not cartel related.

Nah cause how they be touching him😭😭😭 disgusting

Holy shiiiiiit, how HUMAN could done this??? Not an animal.. It must be the most disgust post for me now

wtf 😭

Monthly hiv test for cartel members i don't think safe sex make a difference for them

context pls?

This was super fucking annoying, they need to stop waving their hands in front of the camera if they're gonna record all this shit 😅

Reminds me of pumpkin carving you take out all the seeds inside the pumpkin

If you are just going to play with your food then you can brush your teeth and go straight to bed

A couple of little things that happened to me since I put sodomy behind me. Dogs stopped barking at me. Friends say it's because I don't smell like blacks any more. But also—and I can't fully explain this—I started to care about spoilers. I once posted HAN SOLO DIES on Twitter and lost 2,500 followers and reveled in it. But I'd be furious now to read that, and wouldn't inflict it on others (Star Wars cringe aside), because my viewing and reading habits are changing. I used to watch and read for color, texture, pattern, theme, atmosphere and didn't care what happened to the people in the story. So I liked Wilde and Rothko and TV sci fi. But now I find myself caring how the plot resolves itself. I want to know how it ends. I enjoy art for more than just the surface textures and historical contexts and political dimensions. Things matter, and what happens to people and to things matters to me.

I think I would say my focus has shifted to the story because I have stopped running from the ultimate story—our universal origin story. The story of the eternal mysteries of the universe. And I care about what happens to people in stories because, for the first time ever, I finally care what happens to me.