Fans of these creatures are seen as crazy. People generally want to avoid them and even kill them. Let alone knowingly live with one. Despite all its legs for support the spider is fragile. The webs it spins are selfish, they only support the spider and can be destroyed with the bat of a human eyelash. All a spider wants is warmth. They die out in the cold. They need companionship, the mark it leaves may be a slight burden for you but it's security for the spider. Why else would they constantly build webs if not to just capture some company? The spider knows deep down how frivolous the ideal is. That no matter how strong the web, now matter how severe the mark is made, they always get away—every time. Spiders are so alone we call them reclusive just so that we do not sympathize for something so hideous and vial. The spiders needs and wants are almost entirely overlooked all because they are a small inconvenience. Humans feel threatened by that which only needs a friend. As I have said spiders are indeed fragile. As such, I don't have many legs left supporting me. My web has become unraveled as everything escaped. They just pretend to be stuck in the web because they pity me. We spiders are not reclusive. We are abandoned.
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