Fairy tale
I grew up listening to Cinderella, Rapunzel and many other tales of happily ever after and believed that life would be perfect if I could wear a pretty dress and hold your gaze forever. These stories never told me that there will be misunderstandings, arguments, pain, tears, and sometimes even goodbyes. When I grew up, I realized that glass slippers can, in fact, bruise your feet. I also realized that men don’t give you stars in your eyes. That’s what Vodka is for. I don’t want to be rescued by you every time life is a bitch to me because frankly, I can handle it. But, listen to me when I painfully describe every problem and forgive me if I don’t stop to ask for your opinion. Because more often than not, I don’t seek your opinion. I don’t want a fairy tale ending with you because my life is already complete . I am over the days when Disney made me stay awake with stars in my eyes waiting for a man to complete my life. And life has taught me that first kisses don’t happ