ayamekurenai asked: I like to kill slugs with salt.
someday when you wake up after dying, you’ll be sitting on a stair, after some rain. you are a snail now. you’ll wonder why the rain gets you all revved up and in the mood to slime around on the stairs outside of your moms house. then all of a sudden, my 5 year old dad will pick you up, toss ya in his mug with the rest of the snails he collected that crisp morning, find a comfy spot in the tree nook, and pop you in his mouth and start chewing. as you explode, you will vaguely remember pouring salt on an innocent creature and ask yourself -
who am i, but a sound of tomorrow?