Reading an email from over a year ago I found this quote, courtesy of myself:
"I'm kind of just hoping that Prince Charming shows up soon. I'm getting sick of looking for him and never finding him. No wonder Rapunzel hid in a tower and Sleeping Beauty conked out."
I miss that girl, who knew how to laugh even when she started to cry. I know she's in me, but I need to remember how to write and dance and sing.
No matter what, I won't give up on my happy ending.
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