Every 13 years. Every. 13. Years.
Where has my childhood gone?
I remember catching them, playing with them, squishing them...now?
I'm too terrified to leave my house at night because I can hear them everywhere.
Somewhere in this 13 years, I developed an irrational fear of insects.
Cicadas?
Seems they're no exception.
I hate them.
They're beautiful.
But I hate them.
Discuss: Cicadas.
Topic: Cicadas.
How I feel: I want to cry.
How you feel: Blaine, you're one sexy studbeast.
How I respond: O bby, you're so sweet~ ;9
How you respond: ;D
Question!
I wonder why the Cicadas cry?
Where has my childhood gone?
I remember catching them, playing with them, squishing them...now?
I'm too terrified to leave my house at night because I can hear them everywhere.
Somewhere in this 13 years, I developed an irrational fear of insects.
Cicadas?
Seems they're no exception.
I hate them.
They're beautiful.
But I hate them.
Discuss: Cicadas.
Topic: Cicadas.
How I feel: I want to cry.
How you feel: Blaine, you're one sexy studbeast.
How I respond: O bby, you're so sweet~ ;9
How you respond: ;D
Question!
I wonder why the Cicadas cry?



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