i’M CRYING somOME CROtHETED THIs snail a SWEATER. A HAT.A SHELL WARMER. THEY SpeNT TIME and ENERGY and made this snAIL A SWEATERHATSHELLWARMER out of th eKINDNESS OF THEIR HEARTS what thE FUCK IT FITS PERFECTLY theY PROBABLY MADE IT WHILE MAKING SOMETHING ELSE AND THEN THEY SAW A SNAIL AND WERE LIKE “HEY LITTLE BUD IM MAKIN SOMETHIN JUST FOR YOOO’ and they finiished it before they snail could get awaybecause it’s a SNAIL AND IT CANt move that faast and OH FUCK IM CRYING I HOPE YOURE STILL OUT THERE AND HAPPY SNAIL
when i was visiting my parents last summer, i snuck out the back door late at night to have a smoke and i crushed a snail with my shoe. it was pitch black and when i stepped on it, it made a very distinctive pop/crunch sound. i find snails really endearing for some reason and i still think about this regularly and feel guilty about it. seeing this makes me feel a little better though…as if somehow my misdeeds against snails have been made right by this person making little sweaters for them.
i know there are other things i’ve done that i should feel much worse for, but here i am, still awake at 5am and feeling really sorry for killing that snail.