What's the point of being a bug? I knoooow that there is a purpose for bugs and all earthly creatures. But what is the point of being a bug? They don't have brains. They don't have feelings. So, that means they don't have thoughts and opinions and theories and love and disgust. They don't even know they're gross. They just float around and attract to my front door light and then they float somewhere else and then their life is over.
Fucking silly, if you ask me.
Yours Drunkly,
keeley
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