(Odd ball).... Do you believe in fairy tales?

Okay, so I know the usual Stuff that I take about but for once I want to switch it up and see how many inner children I can bring out if only for a few minutes. Call it a personal test.

Fairy Tales, hmm, If your reading this and are anything like me, you believe in the possibility that a fairytale can come true, maybe not in the sense that Cinderella loses a shoe and finds her prince but the possibility that we all have true love waiting for us. I do because if Adam had Eve and they are a part of each other who's to say that in a sense we are just a part of a whole?.

Fairy tales allow kids to open up their minds and give us hope that the world isn't completely bad, which it's not. We give the negatives in life the power to become more and turn the world evil that's our fault. It can be fixed, though.

I wish that I could hold onto the imagination that I once had, talking to imaginary friends and playing house with my dolls, such young innocence that we once had only to turn corrupt by the madness in this world.
Honestly, both versions of fairy tales have some truths to them, fairy tales are originally those of horror that have been twisted and sheltered for virgin minds but that's fine and dandy but there is a point where we grow up and that "sweet" band-aid is ripped off, no wonder children have mental disorders like separation anxiety. We are setting theme up for it,.
Opps. off topic once again.

What I'm trying to say is no matter how old you are, hold onto the inner youth, believe in the happiness and beauty that surrounds you, we all know that time flies too fast. We need to reach out, grab it, slap it and tell it to slow down. Literally take time into your hands and enjoy the little things, smile more and laugh. Being silly is not a crime, even in an uptight world...

Believe in Fairytales and the wonders all around us.

Thanks,
Maddie.

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