At-Capacity Eccentric

they're saying that Thursday will be falling on a Thursday this week. the rare double Thursday phenomenon

Some people just live completely different lives from you and you cant even fathom it like people will own rats and let the rats run around their house and they also smoke weed with the parents and leave weed all over the house like in the living room in plain view and shit and make their mom roll a joint for them and then one of the rats steals the joint the joint their mom rolled and they have to run after the rat that stole the joint and take it back and then smoke the joint that the rat had stolen and theyre doing this in the living room and there are rats and their mother there

And they like the rats the rats are a plus to them and their lifestyle like if the rats died they would low key kill themselves and they like that the rat stole their joint cause then they go to thu little discord server they frequent and go like guysss mochi (one of their rats) stole my joint in main chat and they get a couple keysmashes back

proposing a new genre of fiction called an anti-romance where u r presented w a couple at the start & the story is about their emotional journey towards a catastrophic break up

will they won't they (end this farce). there's only one bed (but for some reason they don't really want to share it). out of context eavesdropping (that paints the relationship in a better light than it deserves). chasing after them to stop them getting on that plane (and stopping them from finally being free)

nobody understands my vision i don't mean any old story where a relationship fails and it's tragic or w/e i mean a story where the intention is for the audience to root for it failing the same way u root for it succeeding in a romance. & when the relationship finally implodes at the climax of the story it's all very cathartic & everybody cheers.

like have u never wanted a fictional couple to break up so badly it hurt?

Amazing moments in Dads: my friend’s dad’s critique of Frankenstein was, “I just don’t think the author had read science fiction before.”

what if it was called magic the slathering and it was about lotions and ointments

sexual thrill at the mere prospect of cataloging things in a database

they could never make me hate you colorful spiky stylized top scars

heartwarming: your mutual is 30

Im so used to my queer echochamber that when a woman doesnt have armpit hair its like a jumpscare

grab somebody nuanced tell em perhaps

Last ever all-nighter of my time at uni 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

AND IT'S DONE!!!!!!!!! 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉