I went out for a soul searching trip, and by that I mean I went to Mexico for about a week, and it turns out while I was gone, my room became a hive fuck for like 20 wasps (blurryimageisblurry.jpg). Luckily all of them were already dead when I got home, but as I was getting out a vacuum to collect them all, I noticed these two little guys being so close to each other, like they were star crossed lovers and this was their last moment together, they lay, crawling towards each other as they embrace death’s cold bliss, and I stood there and stared at them for what seemed like ages. Then I vacuumed those little shitheads up because fuck wasps, I ain’t got time for this.