Temperature rises about 16 degrees.
The feeling of something slowly pressing down on my chest, like a garbage truck compacting a load.
Images become whitewash, then black as the night sky.
Senses dull.
...Breathe...
It'll be ok.
...Breathe.
The feeling of something slowly pressing down on my chest, like a garbage truck compacting a load.
Images become whitewash, then black as the night sky.
Senses dull.
...Breathe...
It'll be ok.
...Breathe.
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im around this week if you want to get together