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cinderella got the prince
so did snow white, although she kinda died for a while…
sleeping beauty woke up and surprise surprise
the prince is by her side.
happily ever after
the end
at least that’s what disney says.
people supposedly dream about having fairy tale lives
why?
somehow, there’s comfort in faults and imperfections
idiosyncrasies
peculiarities
individuality
flawed gem, that’s me
and yet, i don’t mind
i’d choose my not-nearly perfect life over the fairy tale one
i don’t want to be the porcelain doll with the
pasty smile
forever perfect…and boring
living only a single happy moment again and again
not experiencing any other
no pain, no hardships
no other joy
no living
no growing
no understanding
unreal
that’s not a life
the wonder of life is living it
experiencing it
sleeping in on vacation days
rushing for that deadline
dancing in the pouring rain
saying "goodbye" for the last time
tasting the sweet of victory and success
biting back the sting of defeat and failure
soaking in the enveloping warmth of rays of love
enduring the cold chill of a broken heart
chomping into the ripe apple of discovery
aching
rejoicing
crying
laughing
this is a real life
my non-fairy tale life
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