What if life was a fairy tale?
What if life was a fairy tale? Would girls be princesses and Would boys be princes? Would our parents be kings and queens? Or does living in a fairy tale Mean living in pure happiness?
I walk into the bar, the dark hot bar.
I walk into the bar, the dark hot bar. I feel a great weight temporarily being lifted. I am dancing, a dark, hot dance. I feel water slowly flowing down my face. I am walking a hot, dark walk. The weight comes back. The tears come back. The emotion comes back. It all comes back. I’m at home, my bright, cool home. I feel comforted as I drink my hot chocolate and watch old movies. I go back to the bar.
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