It's crazy how reality can sometimes be a pain. I mean, here I am, supposedly so engulfed and trapped in Edward and Bella's unusual fairy tale (it's a Twilight thing), but everytime some memory of an unwanted episode of my reality kicks in, I get sucked back and all magic is lost. grrrr.
You'd think I might have lost a bit of my sanity if I prefer fiction over reality. But trust me (and the stability of my sanity), if you were in my place, you would've wanted the fictional stuff to remain as something you can just wonder about rather than have reality give you the answers hastily. Only for it to ruin everything and tarnish things you've always believed (and hoped) to be beautiful and even magical. It's like bluntly telling a child, so happy and excited, that Santa Clause does not exist -- on Christmas Eve.
Ugh. I so hate it. So much for a reality check. >:/
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