So after some reflection and much needed closure from that spider chick situation I’ve decided that honesty is the most important thing in any relationship. Moral of the story... If you find yourself caught up in a web of lies, get out!
Well it’s over with the spider. Caught her in web with another dude. There were legs everywhere. Apparently it’s her ex and they’re getting back together. Makes sense though, I mean how can I compete with a guy she calls “Daddy Long Legs?”
Well it’s over with the spider. Caught her in web with another dude. There were legs everywhere. Apparently it’s her ex and they’re getting back together. At the end of the day how can I compete with a guy she calls “Daddy Long Legs.” Gross.
Freaking out so I’m going to drive by her web, see if she’s home. I know I sound crazy but I can’t deny these feelings. My spidey sense has been tingling since the day we met.
Still nothing from the spider so I sent her this poem:
Roses are Red
Violets are Blue
I really Arach-need
To talk to you!
p.s. please text me back
Just a waiting game now...
Update: pretty sure I’m getting ghosted by this spider after making travel plans. I’m texting and getting nothing but crickets... for her to eat. Basically the “chocolate” of the spider community. Hope this works 🤞
Follow up on the spider situation. We had drinks and totally hit it off. Decided to get either a cabin in the Poconos or do an all-inclusive thing in the Jamaica when the pandemic is over. Might be moving to fast but Yolo.
Huge spider in my bathroom. Decided not to kill it last night for some reason. This morning a huge moth that has been flying around my room was in the spider’s web... not sure what this is called but it’s my new love language.
This music video of Will Ferrell and Rachel McAdams singing as an Icelandic band for their upcoming @NetflixFilm is what dreams are made of. 😂 https://t.co/yOkaplRiaY