hello reader,

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.

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

IWGD

Can I see

Picture

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

Better Lift

It Will Get Lighter

Thank you, Jack

sorry i am texting like a slav

no like which do people call me

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

Better Lift

and the fake qualifier

what do you think my name is

i love it here

its good