Fairytale Nightmares
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Ongoing, First published Apr 03, 2015
You ever allowed yourself to believe for even a second in the impossible? To believe in something greater than yourself. To believe in the fairytale life tries to sell you. I did. I do. And than the fall when the realistic reality becomes as clear as day, the fall is like nothing you never expected. It's like a sinking hole full of sand pulling you down further than you ever intended to be. The pain is real. The result is terrifying. And than you realize the whole time your Fairytale was actually a living breathing waking never-ending nightmare.
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