2 January 2013
I watch as my family leaves through the blinds, loneliness already consumed me. I had done wrong and I know they won't forgive me for it.
I slump back down on the couch and see a tiny, plump, furry thing. I pick it up and place it on my stomach. Such a cute a lively little thing.
It begins to try to get to my face with such fury, I get scared and pull it away. It doesn't cease by just that gesture and although I still wanted to hold it, I didn't want to.. You know, lose my face...
After a while I gave up and allowed the viscous bunny to my face. To my surprise I found that the shredding teeth was actually soft little lips, the vicious advances were simple bunny hops, and the continuations were just a friendly gesture to cheer me up.
The little bunny just wanted kisses...
I wake up happy...
Hare • Opuss № I