one time i left a can of drink in my lounge overnight and the next day i went to take a sip but then i was like “wtf no it’s gonna be flat” so i went and poured it in the sink and it was like 2% liquid 98% ants and it’s been 3 years and my life is still flashing before my eyes
this is it. this is the post that haunts me every fucking day. i’m the kind of person who would drink that drink anyway. every fucking morning i find some leftover drink and i feel the fucking tension and anxiety as i look in to see if it’s gonna be 98% ants. even when i know, i get this urge of panic as i take a fucking sip. it’s probably never gonna be fucking ants but every time. every single time. even when i haven’t left the drink since i poured it i get the nerves thinking “wait what if it’s ants”. this post has ruined my fucking life.
this post haunts me when I drink from my fucking water bottle in the morning. my water bottle is sealed and there is no reason that there would be ants but I am paranoid. I have a tendency to leave soda cans on my desk for like an hour and when I return to them I’m like “fuck what if the ants have come”. as I type I am lying in bed planning to nap at some point and I’m paranoid that when I wake up the ants will have overtaken my half-empty diet dr pepper

















