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No one mourns mosquitos.
I have two gnats in my room and I fail to kill them. One of those little fuckers sits on the ceiling right above me, probably laughing because it knows I can't reach it. *cries* I'm seriously considering sleeping in the living room for tonight. (I'm still traumatized from my 30 bites last weekend and they just started to heal, okay?)
ETA: HA. EAT SHIT, LITTLE MOTHERFUCKERS. (Translation: I finally managed to kill the little beasts.)
ETA: HA. EAT SHIT, LITTLE MOTHERFUCKERS. (Translation: I finally managed to kill the little beasts.)