Misfortunate Fairytales

Boohoo

If a tear could wash away the past
I'd cry an ocean

If time would be altered
I'd reconsider

But misfortune and sorrow
are not avoidable

For I must sin and suffer
to become immortal

It is a proven fact that no matter how you plan something, it will never reach the painted perfection. It will always be, even if not much, disappointing. Simply because reality loves to put its players under constant pressure of bursting into nothingness but despair and hopelessness; somehow trapping us in a glass container with only one bottle to free us. 

One bottle filled with surrender.

Surrendering your big dreams and wildest fantasies of ever merging with the cruel reality. 

So you have either one of the two choices:

1. Drink the bottle, surrender to the sweet seductive demon of true known facts. 
Go to work in a cubicle, make your way to the top of the social ladder, find a beautiful partner to share your problems with, have kids and settle down. 
Try to forget about becoming a rock-star, who is Freddy Mercury anyway but a cliche gay who got himself AIDS and died? But keep holding on to it, maybe one day it will visit your door and claim you as its master. Chase that faint spark, don't let it fade, read books about motivation and re-read The Secret for the millionth time. 
But do not ever give up on what you have always wanted just because you drank from the nectar of bitter truth.
No, you cannot change the past. Nothing could ever change what has already happened. Believe that all you can do is try to understand that no matter how many times you have fallen down, you can always pick yourself up and start over. 
Don't shy away from disappointments and rejections because they mold you into a better stronger person!
Live your life as if it's the last day you have on Earth.

2. Lie down.


Go to sleep.


Get lost in a world of your own imaginative creation where anything is possible. 


The ruler of purple dragons and flaming torches. 


Immortalized in a planet only you can control.


Wake up.


Tell reality to go f*** itself.