Tuesday, June 12, 2007
A Sorta Fairytale
Little girls always dream of their prince charming. Gorgeous men who would come save them on their white horses at just the right moment. They would ride off into the sunset to their big new castle and spend the rest of their lives in happiness with gold, money and other riches. I dreamt this dream once, but it all changed when I got older. I had a different vision of what my prince charming would look like. He wasn't gorgeous, good looking, yes, but not gorgeous and he most definitely did NOT ride in to save me on a white horse. If anything it was a crappy old car that he has had for years because he is nowhere near rich or even close to being able to buy a nice car. My prince would save me just at the right moment and we would drive back to where ever it be that we were living, with no gold, money or riches. We would live in happiness due to each others company, good music and love. Granted a castle and riches would be wonderful. But this is not a princess fairytale, it is my sorta fairytale.
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2 comments:
Aww this is sweet.
An old car is so much better than a stupid white horse. Or a mustang. Heh.
Eeeek.
you know whats awesome about this, is that its not often ever said. i've seen too many times everyone wanting material happiness as opposed to falling in love. i'm all about being poor and having my guitar and a girl to share it with. you seriously made my day.
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