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I grew up with an ideal man in my mind; I have this happily lived ever after story fantasies all along. There was this when you wanted to meet the tall dark and handsome thing and there was this magical feeling which ill found in my prince charming who will suddenly loved me for who I am and for who im not. Well suddenly as ive grew older, ive sadly realized that fairy tales are indeed just in books and that castles are just all beautifully crafted and that Cinderella’s are just fruits of authors imagination and that life is not crafted to be a beautiful piece – and that it’s a quest for happiness and has all its share of tears and pain and heartaches and sometimes if your lucky, a quest for true love.
Indeed the search for Mr. Right started at a very young age, at the start when you haven’t yet felt how is it to be rejected, to feel the deepest pain you haven’t feel since your childhood and eventually as you step on the next ladder of your life you have came into realizations that fairy tales are just for books and happy endings are just in fairy tales coz in reality there aint no thing as happily ever after.
Indeed the search for Mr. Right started at a very young age, at the start when you haven’t yet felt how is it to be rejected, to feel the deepest pain you haven’t feel since your childhood and eventually as you step on the next ladder of your life you have came into realizations that fairy tales are just for books and happy endings are just in fairy tales coz in reality there aint no thing as happily ever after.
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truth is bitter, yet better. for living a life, we knowingly and at times unknowingly deny realities to fake happiness. i must say, the cat is out!
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