• Utter_Karate [he/him, comrade/them]
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    9 months ago

    Bugs make me feel feelings.

    When I see a bug I say: That is explanation for and cause of all human emotion. I was an emotional wasteland before I laid eyes on that bug and each time I blink and it disappears briefly from my view is like dying inside for a moment. I dread the moment when it will crawl out of view and I treasure the fear, because I know that it too will disappear as soon as I no longer see a bug.

    My expression is very, very weird.