>>15439507>>15439531>>15439514>>15439513Oh, sorry, I started reading your post but I wasn't listening because I just had the biggest realization. Every day I wake up and I make a small batch of coffee, and I watch this little spider crawl across the kitchen window. He's small and tends to do the exact same "I'm running away now" routine when I wake up, which is always an hour before my girlfriend because I need some quiet time. Sometimes she talks too much even when I've asked her to give me some space for a few minutes but I don't think it's her fault. Fuck you, the coffee burns my lip a little, fuck you coffee, I say to myself. The spider keeps trying to hide but I know that one day, I'm going to wake up a little late and my girlfriend will wake up a little early. If she sees the little routine, I will be summoned, and I will hear an entire day of fear of spider. Speculations of spider. Elaborations of spider. Spider, spider, until I chide her.
Yet this little web you've created with your posts has nothing on the social destruction this small spider has already engineered in my life, and just like a spider, I've already seen how you intend to complete your web. However, you believe that I am also a spider. You think that I have spidery ways, and I will talk to you on spider terms.
But I am a bird, anon.
I am a bird, and nothing you post will make me not a bird.
Chirp, chirp, chirp. I am a hungry bird.
I am blue, I am in the sun, I hop on the grass and I make the chirp noise.
Chirp, chirp, anon.
Because when you wanted me to notice your web, you didn't realize that I would be a bird. Because you will be doing spider things, trying to weave a web even deeper than you planned, working out each detail with your posts.
Yet, here I am, a construction of perfect tenacity biologically capable and ready to perform upon your posts what a few chirps and a hop ago you didn't think possible.
>your post didn't stop meIt just showed me where to hop to. CHIRP.
