I found some mold in a corner of a tree, and I’ve been cleaning it for weeks without budging. Heat, chemicals, direct sunlight nothing works. Every time I think it’s gone, it comes right back.

What are you even fighting for? What drives you to cling to life like this? What is it that you know but we don’t, you stubborn, infuriating, microscopic bastard?

Keep on fighting you little shit..