Jan 18, 2024
when i was a kid my mum told me to sort through the candy canes for the christmas tree and the ones that had ants in them went in the bin. i did and it’s been a few years but i still keep thinking about those ants, the ones that never got home to give their colonies, their families food. like, just imagine that your out doing shopping for your large family, who are waiting at home, but you get picked up by someone who is so much bigger than you, not even your species, although that couldn’t have been possible, they were far far too big to be your species and that being threw you and many other people around you into a — seemingly — endless pit, to die? i just. ugh. ignore me, i’m spiralling.