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There’s no such thing as True Love and soul mates and perfect perfection. My ass. Love isn’t anything like this. Life isn’t anything like this!
Humans are just like us but with different kinds of magic.
They all have dreams and desolations, just like we do. How many of them are breaking free from their own expectations?
About those miniature unicorns: If you send a few more, I can put a whole herd of them on top of my polka dot cake. Or you could set fire to them. That might be good, too.
It’s just that our love is more of a deep respect than a romance. We don’t need the same kind of relationship the rest of you do. That’s not a crime.”
“So let me get this straight. You want to change what he wants.” “Exactly.” “That’s not a good idea.” “Why not?” “You can’t change what someone wants.”
Today I made an important decision. I am going to leave the Realm for good after the wedding. I’m going to find my real life. Maybe my father, if I’m lucky. I’m going to see if Rachel is my True Love. I think she might be.
The dwarves insist on throwing their own private bachelorette bash for me.
Sometimes, when I look around, it becomes completely clear that there’s nothing and no one left for me in this life. How silly I was to have once thought any differently.
I assure you she felt something hard in her bed, but it wasn’t a pebble.
If your dream doesn’t make you happy, find another.
Wouldn’t we be better friends to one another, better lovers, better people if we all believed the best of ourselves, our friends, the future—at least every once in a while?
Look, friends influence friends. That’s the whole point. We grow when we listen to each other. We give gifts of ourselves. Sometimes these are intangibles like hope or assertiveness. Sometimes it’s ketchup and house music. At the end of our lives we’re made up of those bits and pieces of the people who came into our lives.
“Grimm’s sake, CeCi. We’ve all known each other for a long time. Don’t treat me like an outsider. It’s not like I didn’t lose her, too.” I imagined the red mark my hand would leave if I slapped him. “Are you kidding me? You never wanted her in the first place.”
Happily Ever After isn’t an ending, it’s the journey we take from here.
Life is too short to live resenting the person who’s supposed to be your best friend.
