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you're scared of the monsters under your bed?
well
i'm scared of the monsters inside of my head.
and no, rihanna, i don't want to be friends with them.
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i'm not scared of death, i'm scared of life.
they say it's okay to be scared.
because that means i'm doing something really brave.
so does that mean locking myself in my room all day is called being brave?
because if it is, maybe i'm not so scared.
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a river cuts through rock not because of its power, but because of its persistence.
life is a river. it keeps flowing. until it reaches its end.
so
if i'm a river, and it's getting dark, where's my kawaakari?
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warning: angst, depression, profanities, but otherwise should be a good time
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quotes and pictures are not mine
story plot and narrative are my original thoughts and ideas
please do not copy them
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kawaakari
Short Storyn. the gleam of last light on a river's surface at dusk; the glow of a river in the darkness started: february 20, 2018 ✧ ended: --