Like a child, staring at all the ants in the ant farm, living in their community building something together.
The child understands the ants, but the understanding is not reciprocated.
yea, i feel like that child, only I'm also eating mint n chip ice cream while watching the ants.
I guess i just am weird. But aren't we all supposed to be weird?
I bet there was a malfunction in the hospital where i was born and some other kids weirdness somehow ended up all over me when he popped out and now i have extra weird supper powers.
i really want a good pair of Doc Martens.
