delusions

every little girl wants life to be a fairytale - one of those stories where they all live happily ever after. there's a defining moment you realise, though, that a fairytale ending with a white picket fence, two-point-six children and a station wagon just isn't going to happen. its like that moment where you find out that the tooth fairy is your mum. that everything you have blind faith in - that naiive, childish, honest faith - is a complete hoax. its enough to make you pack it all in. noone wants to settle for second best.

second is one step closer to last.

its enough to make you cry. when i grow up, i'm not going to to tell my children fairytales. i'll tell them the truth. not.

innocence is believing. beautiful.