He knew what a woodlouse was. They were crustaceans. They were brown in colour. They ate dead plant matter. He thought they may like wood, but he’d never seen a wood louse eating wood. He knew they had a hard exoskeleton and he knew they were more active during the night.
What he didn’t know was why so many of them were crawling out from under his fingernails.
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Little Fears 
Perhaps he was shedding his cuticles, an asexual birth moult.
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That’s a horror story on its own! o.o
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I never want to look at my hands again
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Sorry! 😛
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Nah don’t be, your stuff is awesome
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Thank you. 🙂
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The terrifying reality of what happens when Groot gets an infection. Love it.
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Ooof heh. Thank you. 🙂
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This is so achingly beautiful..I just came across your blog and Its sooo beautiful
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Thank you. 🙂
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Yuck.
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Mmhmm. 😛
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EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!
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😛
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eek! (runs to sink to wash hands!)
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Ack!
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That was creepily calm. I love it 🙂
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Thank you. 🙂
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Great imagery!! Ray
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Thank you. 😉
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Argh, I always thought woodlice were cute!
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So did he… 😛
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Fantastic.
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Thank you. 🙂
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