Not our fairytale...yet.

There are over 6 billion people in the world and everyone believes that their life should be perfect. Well, if everyone has their life that way then we will have to find our happiness in someone else's once in a while. Because not everyone is part of a fairytale life and those who aren't find their place in someone else's. But why? Why not make our own fairytale where life is the one happy place we want it to be, where our happiness lies in our deeds, in us. Why must we find our place in a foreign land? Is our life not good enough? 

No, it's because it's easier. Easier to let someone take the blame, to do what you're told than to think for yourself. And who doesn't want life that easy? Everyone does whether they admit it or not. But is the life that you get really the life that you want? Is that level of joy enough? Will it ever be? Most probably it will not. So, why not step out and be the person we really want to be? Be that person that is way better in our head? For starters, I'm an amazing dancer in my head so maybe I should let reality try that too ( after a lot of classes of course). 

All I'm trying to say is that we should give ourselves a chance and maybe it'll all work out better. No one is a better you than you. Believe that and everything will fall into place. 

Practicality. Or maybe not...

I was scared to write about this but I guess it's okay now. This post is about love. Yes, that typical fairytale post. Okay fine it's not. See, I'm the kind of person that acts strong so to write that fairytale post wouldn't really be my thing. So instead, I'll just try to write about the practicality of it. 

It's not like flying on top of the clouds or not being able to see anyone else. It's as simple as trusting,understanding and believing in someone and though they are you. It's to know that what they're going to say before that actually do, to sometimes put them above you because your happiness lies in theirs. It's looking at them when things get bad so that they can smile and make you feel like everything will turn out just okay. And then, everything and everyone, except them, looses the power to break you. It's accepting the good and the bad, only to make sure that all that's there is the good.

Alright that's enough, I'm going to break my "supposed" strong wall for a few minutes. Only to tell you that love makes you loose all practicality. Love is when sometimes you stop and realise that a heart beats for you right at this moment, that it beats with you and will continue to do so until they both cease to exist. 

Love IS a fairytale. Treasure it while it lasts.