It comes late at night. It comes first thing in the morning. It comes with the moon. It comes with the sun. We don't control what scares us. We don't control what soothes us. Trust me on that. I'm on a whole bunch of meds. But there are still fears. Still the things that Come In The Night.
I wish I had an answer for fear. I think only Vin Diesel does. As a kid Zombies scared me the most. That's what I prepared against. But as I get older, everything scares me. I'm still in my 30s and I use a cane. I can fall over at anytime.
And sounds. Still the hairs on the back of my neck will rise when I am scared. And I'm always scared. You'd be a fool to not be.
What scares us is okay. Means we're human. But it does scare us. I've been terrified of Candyman for decades.
I\ve already done so many 84-Glydes about fear. I have just one question: what the fuck do pumpkins have to do with it? Sam Haim is lame.
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"Attempting to read your long-winded, train wreck of a "blog" finally cured my insomnia. Thank you!" --- a comment YOU left on a stranger's blog post reporting her daughter's birth story. The internet doesn't forget. Hope you felt better afterwards and got some sleep.
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