Oh shut up already.
Life isn't a fairytale, not even close. I'm not a princess, and I don't have a prince. Nor a fairy god mother, or a glass slipper, or a castle. I hate fairytales; they're very unrealistic. Oh, how I wish I was Cinderella, as Prince Charming slides on the glass slipper. Or Snow White, as she recieves that beautiful kiss.
I feel sympathy, for all the little girls, who grow up with the hope of their lives being as simple what these stupid stories portray. And yes, I was one of those confused, little girls.
But I still have hope. And one day, everything will fit together perfectly, and I can begin with 'Once upon a time...', and end with 'And they all lived happily ever after...'
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