since toddler, we've been shoved by large amounts of fairytales and legends and fables, whether through movies, books, or simply a bedtime story from our moms. all these years we believe, however many mistakes we accidentally make, we will always, ALWAYS, have a happy ending. guess what? that's not real.
no, we won't be awaken by a handsome prince when we accidentally bite a poisonous apple. no, there's no such thing as a fairy godmother. no, there's no magic lamp that will grants our three wishes. because in real life, you gotta work your ass off, and even after that, you might still not get your happy ending. you may sweating, you may cry, you may break down, but still, everything is just as horrible as it first was.
so thank you, fairytales, for putting me to bed, and being a big, fat, liar.
p.s.: sorry for whining too much.... because if life is the surface of the earth, right now, i'd be on the valley.
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