Every couple months I come back to this. There's something so appealing about a whodunnit and the stoic dark-suited man in black & white always does it for me.
when u feel something moving on ur skin and u look and its actually an ant and then for hours afterwards u keep noticing every small sensation and keep feeling like something is crawling on you and its nothing but u cant stop (i hate ants im sorry i tried not to hate them bc they can be cool in a science way but get them tffff out of my house)
