You know when you were a little kid and you believed that your life would be similar to fairy tale fantasies? We all once believed in fairy tales during our adolescent period. We believed that fairy tales do come true.Being a princess in a white dress wearing Cinderella's glass slippers searching for her knight in shining armor and to be swept off her feet and to be carried away to his kingdom. There will always be a happy-ever-after at the end of each chapter of that life.
But, as we grow older, our beliefs start to fade. Sooner or later, all of us would wake up from this foolish and childish dream of ours and start to face the real facts of reality.
It's life. What more do u expect from it?
Do fairy tales exist? Or are they just merely a figment of imagination?
There isn't anything I can do about it. Nothing. Whether or not it will happen, it's not my decision, but it's theirs. The least I could do now is to remain quiet until this issue is brought up again and to give my respect to them. No point shedding tears until you feel numb and completely empty. If I were to feel this way, what more to them? I shouldn't be the one complaining about everything. I'm not eligible for it.
Call it quits. Hah.
