It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

I am below everything.

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"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

"Put a blanket."

Rain, starting

Worse Lift

so an active mazelike process

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.