Lime Green Smoke

     Sometimes life gives you a wonderful fairytale love. He is everything you've ever dreamed of, he treats you like a queen, he tells you and truly acts like he loves you. And then BOOM, the fairytale turns into a nightmare and lime green smoke starts oozing out of every crack and crevice. Your prince's mask falls off and you find that he's not the charming romantic he fooled you into thinking he was. He is the villain. He rips your heart out all while laughing at you for falling for his charade. While you lie there bleeding to death you see him run off into the sunset with the evil queen from the country across the sea. Yep. Love sucks. Moral of the story: slap your prince a couple times across the face to be sure it's really him and not a mask. 

Yours,

     Victoria Marie