Ok so i was sitting in my room and im listenng to my music, then out of nowhere comes a CICADA!!!!!!!! *internal screaming*
I like bugs but NOT cicadas. I feel like thier all out t get me. When you look at them can't you just see that predatory gleam in thier eyes? Well i can.
I named the cicada Harold, the name seems like it fis him quite nicely.
i will always remember Harold
Hopefully he doesnt fly in my mouth while im sleeping.
*shudders* bLeH
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The Big Book Of Art And Stuff
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