Monkie Magic

Monkie Magic

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(Most if not all of the art used is mine.) It's a rainy, quiet day, like always. Nothing ever happens in Moravia. It is a quiet town, so what should I expect? One of my dream boyfriends to just poof into reality? Yeah right, my spleen. I am Meronica, but I just go by Mer. I am 15 going on 16 this year, which is 2024 by the way. I draw and make fictional characters, sounds like your typical protagonist, right? So when is my story going to happen? I guess it is silly to want something interesting to happen, especially in such a small town in the midwest. I'd say living here is great, but there is one problem; everyone is so similar. I feel a little left out. It's always, "Football this! Hunting that! Let's go do drugs and vape!". Meanwhile I am over here not doing any of those things! It's just so boring. I just hope that just a little magic gets sprinkled into my life.
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It's moments like these that make me feel like my soul is entangled with his. It feels like all of the broken pieces of me turned out to be the missing pieces in his puzzle and not at all the worthless trash that I thought they were previously. Every jagged edge dripping with blood that killed the child in me has a home against one of his, which have slowly healed into each other. Huh. Maybe that's just it. Maybe our pasts were meant to be so painful and broken so that when we met, we'd fit each other so perfectly, so snuggly, so completely that nothing would ever be able to break us again. Maybe all of the pain and suffering and loneliness truly did have a purpose after all. Maybe all of it was so that I could become the kind of person that I needed when I was a kid. - - - She is the most selfless, giving, caring, compassionate, intelligent, fearless, ambitious, loyal, kind, stubborn, patient, hardworking, did I mention stubborn-as-hell, woman I have ever met. She treats the world with such kindness even though it has beaten her till she was bloody and bruised more times than you can count. No one in this world deserves happiness and peace more than she does. I just want to grab her demons by the fucking throat and hurt them as bad as they hurt her. I want to hurt Bohr and her dad and Caroline and every person that ever made her feel small or insignificant or made her hate herself. I just want to help her feel happy. She's drowning in front of me and I'm just trying to pull her out of the water.

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