f*ck fairytales
why do they tell us these f*cking fairy tales when there's no such thing as fairies, or fairy godmothers, or f*ckin prince Charmin's? so whats the f*cking point? why do they make us dream of princes coming to rescue us and sweep us off our feet? here's a news flash for anyone who still believes that. FAIRY TALES ARN"T REAL!! sure they might be comforting, but they don't exist! sure they're may be royalty out there, but no knights in shining armor. so wake up and smell the f*cking capuchinos brewing. stop waiting for him to come. he ain't coming! go out there yourself and look for the right guy. and for anyone who did find the knight in shinning armor, woo-f*cking-hoo! spare our hearts the hurt and keep it to yourselves. so.............................f*ck fairytale endings.
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